I am a Racist (but not like you think)
Last Thursday afternoon our family left for a long weekend away at my dad’s cabin in Tioga county. It’s so far north, it’s about a stone’s throw from the New York State line. If you want to unplug, that’s the place to go, where there’s no internet and only sporadic one-bar cell phone reception. So, imagine my dismay as we regained cell phone coverage and my phone began to explode with notifications from CNN, Fox, Facebook and the like, as…