The drag show to end racism

Date: 8/22/2016

We lived in a time when Jim Crow laws were still on the books. I was a party of a family (my in-laws) that had Help and there was some kind of meeting called at the town hall. We are walking downtown at night to get to the meeting and our Help (I don't remember her name) left us to put her hand on a roadblock along with a lot of other peaceful protesters. I wanted to go, too, but I had a fear of harming my relationship to my in-laws even more if I did. So we get into Town Hall and it is essentially the show-floor of IKEA. We have carts and have to push them around and zig-zag to finally make our way to the main room and be seated. It is packed. When the mayor comes out she is essentially Divine and she tells us that we are now surrounded by S.W.A.T. and we aren't going anywhere for a while. And there are a LOT of wig jokes. Civil rights don't even get a mention as the mayor is just camping it up on stage. I turn to Travis and I say "This is just a drag show..." Then I turn to MY mother who is also there, now, and I say "this is drag..." And that's when the mayor starts to address me personally, saying "Racism IS a drag, isn't it? Now why don't you slap your mama?!?!" And I did, lightly, to play along. She wasn't happy, but then my alarm went off and I woke up.