Chris Salazar

Dear Donald: It not you, it's me.

Donald John Trump: billion dollar mogul, celebrity game show host, and now: disgraced former president of the divided states of America. Ever since I saw you in 2015 go up on that debate stage and run your mouth like an extra from the film, Mean Girls, I was initially amused by your juvenile behavior. I thought that it would’ve been anyone.. Literally, anyone that would have beaten you in the primary. However, as time went on, my laughter turned into sorrow. It came down to you and Hillary in 2016 and to be quite honest, I didn’t want her either. She exhumed an air of entitlement that heavily fed into a system that thrived on political dynasties.

Andrew Yang: a silent hero in the making

My first exposure to American politics was when I was only 10 years old. It was the year 2004, four years after my parents split and three years after the monumental tragedy that was 9/11. In an effort to both get closer to and be taken seriously by my father, I echoed his support of former President George W. Bush. My father is very much a product of the era of the late Ronald Regan and to most people of the baby boomer generation, Reagan was seen as a political Messiah.