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</html><description>It&#x2019;s Thursday, which means it&#x2019;s #throwbackthursday, which means a large number of us have already scoured our camera rolls and old Facebook albums in search of memories worth posting. Of happier times. Likely tanner, too&#x2014;but nonetheless, of better days. It&#x2019;s a method of coping. Navel-gazing, sure, but for the millennials looking back to their childhood, teenage-dom, or the day they cast their first vote in the poll [for Barack Obama], it&#x2019;s all a bitter reminder of what naivet&#xE9; tasted like and what progress could, might&#xA0;was so close to looking like. And here we are, faced with everything, stuck in a reality more than half of us didn&#x2019;t choose&#xA0;and shouldn&#x2019;t exist in 2017, but does. Some of us are jaded; it was there all along, the crack in a faulty foundation. Some of us are awakened,&#xA0;woke. Others are okay with the status quo. Resist. Open your eyes. Get political. Kristen Tea&#xA0;said it best (found via @steph_shep): &#x201C;I want my friends to understand that &#x2018;staying out of politics&#x2019; or being &#x2018;sick of politics&#x2019; is privilege in action. Your privilege allows you to live a non-political existence. Your wealth, your race, your abilities or gender allows you to live a life in which&hellip;</description><thumbnail_url>http://kimberlypearl.co/blog/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/IMG_5909.jpg</thumbnail_url></oembed>
