Living my entire life in ultra-liberal New York City, I have experienced a great deal of things. Some experiences were good, and some were not. Today I will share a story that would have some of you in prison for murder had you been in my shoes. Somehow I managed to keep my composure. This is a personal story, a true story, and it really taught me that I have a great deal of self-control.

Over the years, I have come to realize one of many things. People think that my light skin affords me many special privileges. Oh yes, supposedly I have what people call white privilege. I suppose that white people are just not that bright? Right? They would never, ever suspect that a name like Angel Rodriguez belongs to a Latino of Puerto Rican descent. My thick eyebrows, my facial structure and features, my “Nu-yorican” accent, even my manner of speaking, none of these things give me away as a Latino. No, they think I’m one of those Rodriguez people from the white part of Latino America.

With Memorial Day just around the corner, I have to bring attention to a specific type of game some terrible people are playing. There have been videos in circulation of imposters, guys who are putting on the service uniforms of our brothers and sisters at arms, and attempting to benefit from it.

The left is becoming more and more daring. I recently covered “The Slippery slope” as we spoke about those heathens who engaged in a “three-way marriage.” Today I read about a school who assigned school kids a book that contained sexual content. Everyday these people are pushing the bar further and further down into the depths of liberal hell.