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[quote=Anonymous]LOL. Brett Kavanaugh-one of the disadvantaged youth of Bethesda. https://www.mcsweeneys.net/articles/i-too-grew-up-in-the-crime-ridden-streets-of-bethesda-maryland [quote]I’m a native of this area. I’m a native of an urban-suburban area. I grew up in a city plagued by gun violence and gang violence and drug violence.” – Judge Brett Kavanaugh, on the second day of his Senate hearings for his nomination to the Supreme Court of the United States" I know what you’re thinking: Brett Kavanaugh’s not even from D.C. He was born in Washington, but he was raised in Bethesda. And yeah, Bethesda — a suburb where the median household income is close to $200,000 — might not seem like such a dangerous place to you. The brand-new edition of the 2014 version of Boots Riley’s Sorry to Bother You—originally published with McSweeney's 48—is fresh off the presses. Now a major motion picture, Sorry to Bother You... Let me tell you something: I know what Kavanaugh’s talking about. I, too, grew up in the crime-ridden streets of Bethesda. By day, I was surrounded by drug dealers, pushing their Ritalin from their lockers and marijuana in the student parking lots. Every night, when I came home from lacrosse practice, I walked through streets flooded with white-collar criminals. On the weekends, juvenile delinquents filled the mall: Loitering, shoplifting, carousing — always unsupervised. There was no escape. You could try to call the police, but their idea of handcuffs was a slap on the wrist. The teens answered to no one. When I got home, where I should have felt safest, I’d find my father lying on his SEC filings. My mom and I were just supposed to look the other way. He’d buy my silence with extravagant gifts. I knew something wasn’t right. But when crime is all you know, how can you ever learn right from wrong? And who was I going to tell? All the dads on my block were in on it. They were the first gang I knew, but they wouldn’t be the last. [/quote][/quote]
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