March 7, 2017
There once was a small town. It wasn’t a special town to the naked eye. Like most towns its size, it had a friendly welcome sign along the highway and a lovely park in the town square. Its schools were pretty good, save for the knuckleheads who’d rather play ball than do their homework.
But upon closer inspection, this town was a little different. Its inhabitants prided themselves on their awareness of various issues in their town, their state and their nation. The protested at the right times. They voted for the right candidates. They consumed and boycotted the right things.