A few astute political commentaries from my seven year old

Last saturday, I had an unintentional hypocrite day. In the morning, I finally made it out the Anarchist Book Fair, which I have been meaning to check out ever since I moved to this city. I went with my seven year old (who had one of those days where she seemed ducktaped to my hip)Continue reading “A few astute political commentaries from my seven year old”