2 Days Ago
I symbolically went on the wagon at my favorite taproom this past weekend, though I had a couple flights of beer so as to justify my taking up a seat. While there I symbolically fasted with the 2-meat BBQ combo. I did not waver in these symbolic protests until I was forced to because the white privileged owner declared "closing time".
There's no sacrifice I won't pretend to make in the interest of social justice.