Couldn’t track down an email for you, so Twitter will be my ham-fisted attempt at communicating.
It is with the utmost respect and equal measure of delight that I contact you. In the last week I have moved to a new state and during those travels, on a long road trip with my father, I played your recent speech at the Colorado LP convention.
It was that speech and your cohesive narrative of what comprised most of my father’s politically-aware life that brought him, not kicking and screaming, but somberly and with jaw agape, to the truth that had suddenly and undeniably been coalesced out of the shards of public memory.
All he could say afterwards was “It’s all so fucked up. We shouldn’t be doing any of this.”
I wanted to thank you for what you do, and for being a large, if not singular, reason for a tremendously positive shift in the mind of a previously hawkish (and typically intransigent) Boomer.