A fair one between senators could recreate disturbing past with Congress
When Republican Senator Markwayne Mullin trying to fight Sean O’Brien becomes far less amusing
My first instinct while watching Oklahoma's Republican Sen. Markwayne Mullin was to agree with him about “keyboard warriors.” I once got into it with a former friend in college. We didn’t speak for several weeks, and I had no desire to talk to her again. Then, my birthday rolled around and she sent me an e-card: “Try not to be a bitch on your birthday.” I looked at it, nodded and refused to let her ruin my actual birthday. I partied all afternoon and went to a club with other friends that night. I pocketed the memory of that e-card until the day after Veteran’s Day.
As soon as I woke up on Nov. 12, I threw on some leisure clothes, tied my hair into a ponytail, walked across campus, smiled at the lobby student workers, climbed the stairs to her dorm, knocked on her door and covered up the peephole. I absolutely planned to knock her clear across her own dorm room. Although she was ballsy as hell behind a computer, she immediately tried to close the door when she saw me standing there. I grew bored of the way the toughness dwindled and headed down the hallway again, only for her to re-open her dorm room door, yell at me to “grow up” (yes, exactly like the senator), then run back into her dorm room and slam the door.
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Keyboard warriors indeed. That was not the first nor the last time that I pulled up on somebody talking way too much although waiting several weeks to try to ruin their birthday is the ultimate low. Still, common sense kicked in later that day when my college roommate came back to our room, got ready to tell me about the commotion in another dorm and screeched, “That was you?” when I told her who it was. Apparently, no one would open their dorm doors because they weren’t sure how this crazy black girl in the hallway would respond.
And stupidly, had I even pinched that girl, the university would’ve had every right to expel me. (They were already trying to find any excuse to do it anyway. And fighting another black girl — regardless of the birthday blindside — was an easy way to get rid of both of us.)