I've never been one for gratuitous displays of patriotism. But July Fourth is one of my all-time favorites, a day that encapsulates the spirit of summer with snappy hot dogs, outdoor reverie, and ice-cold drinks.
I spent the day this year at the beach with my husband eating an enormous Italian sandwich, when I made the rookie mistake of checking Twitter (or X, whatever). And there it was: a clip of Donald Trump in a golf cart mocking Joe Biden as a "broken-down pile of crap" before insisting that Kamala Harris would soon replace the president as the Democratic presidential nominee. "She’s so bad. She’s so pathetic. She's so f*cking bad." All this spewed out while appearing to sit next to his son Barron Trump.
Now I would never let Donald Trump ruin a glorious beach day for me. But once again, for yet another moment in our tortured timeline, I did feel a pang of dread over the real potential of another Trump presidency. Regardless of how you think Democrats should move forward in the nomination process, let the sheer pain of recalling what it was like to wake up and hearing about every new offensive thing Trump has done for four straight years remind you of what's at stake this November.
—Inae Oh
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