School is out for ever, for me at least. The completion of this class marks the end of what I need to graduate. I learned a lot in this class, which was unexpected, because I thought I knew everything.
I was a good WOKE person. When I was 16 I volunteered for the Howard Dean campaign. When I was 21 I joined the Army, and remained an advocate for my liberal ideas. I was one of those NICE white guys who understood racial prejudice. Fuck, my wife is black. I’m as WOKE as WOKE could be.
Well, no. That’s like saying I am the MOST humble person there is. Part of being in the know, means that the more you know, the more you know you don’t know. I enjoyed learning about the modern history of American Indians. Their continued struggle for survival, and the hopes that their children live in a better world.
I am not the most WOKE PERSON EVER! No such person exists. I’m glad I was able to learn MORE. I hope to leave the world a better place than when I left it. This class helped me make a better world.