I spent the last two years of high school in a daze, locking away the questions that life seemed insistent on imposing. I kept playing basketball, attended classed sparingly, drank beer heavily, and tried drugs enthusiastically. I discovered that it didn’t make any difference if you smoked reefer in the white class mates sparkling new van, or in the dorm room with some brother you’d met down at the gym, or on the beach with a couple of Hawaiian kids who had dropped out of school and now spent most of their time looking for an excuse to brawl.
More from Obama, the former president who once led the most powerful nation on earth:
Pot had helped, and booze; maybe a little blow when you could afford it. Not smack, though …
Junkie. Pothead. That’s where I’d been headed ...
The swagger that carries me into a classroom drunk or high, knowing that my teachers will smell beer or reefer on my breath, just daring them to say something …
This week Democrat senators will have to decide whether or not they truly believe that Judge Brett Kavanaugh lacks the temperament to serve on the Supreme Court of the United States of America because he drank beer in high school and college and got righteously angry when falsely accused of being a serial gang rapist.
It’s likely that every one of these Democrat senators voted for Barack Obama to become leader of the Free World.
Those who voted for Obama must have believed that even a man who admitted that he went to school drunk and stoned, admitted to using cocaine during high school, binge drank, got into fights, and was on his way to becoming a thug (his word) in the end did have the temperament to be president of the United States.
But suddenly, the Democrats have become prudes. Puritans. Anti-beer warriors.
Will they have the courage to be fair or will they show the world their hypocrisy and partisanship?