It feels so contrary to this idea of exceptionalism that has been at the foundation. at the root of the American story. It feels very weak. In fact. the moments where we have made choices solely out of fear to marginalize others are moments we now regret. We interred Japanese Americans in camps because we were at war with Japan or hesitated to take Jewish refugees fleeing the Nazis out of fear that some might be spies. In hindsight those measures did not reflect on who we really are as a nation. The America I live in does not settle for false choices that make America look and feel small or powerless.
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