Source: TomDispatch
by Andrea Mazzarino
“One strangely hot November afternoon, I waited for my elementary-school-aged kids to arrive at their bus stop. The quiet in our rural area was eerie. It captured the mood in the days after a national election that no one in my little community yet knew exactly how to respond to. In my rush out the door, I’d grabbed my baseball cap, with the logo for my preferred presidential candidate on it, to shield my eyes from the sun’s glare. The bus arrived and left. I collected my charges and, just as we were preparing to walk home, a tall young man leapt from the passenger seat of a battered Chevy pickup truck parked at the side of the road. He shook one sunburned finger at my hat and yelled, ‘Traitor! Traitor!’ his face red with rage, or possibly alcohol — who knew?” (10/07/25)
https://tomdispatch.com/maga-men-rage-and-the-road-to-nowhere/