“The things we’re talking about with Sanders are things I’ve wanted my whole life.”
As the only man left on death row, an African-American in a state that is 93% Caucasian, sitting in the secure housing unit at the New Hampshire State Prison for Men, he seemed far from the concerns of the candidates on stage.
Whereas the Bernie party embraced imagery we’ve all been brainwashed into associating with right wingery—plastic furniture designed for outdoor use, a concession selling hot dogs to cover costs for a traveling little league baseball team—the Warren watch party looked like a casting call for an L.L. Bean commercial.
“The easiest way for them to get elected is to go to big donors and get campaign donations. There are favors that are being given to special interests, whether it’s a corporation, a union, or some billionaire.”
“It’s none of your fucking business what I own … I haven’t broken any laws. Why do I have to register my shit? Leave me alone.”