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I Voted For Biden In 2020—Here’s Why I Won't Be Voting For Harris In 2024

In 2012, I graduated with a degree in Women's Studies, a field that equipped me with a deep understanding of gender dynamics, intersectionality, and the historical struggles of women. I cried in 2016 when Donald Trump was elected, feeling that the progress we had fought for was under threat. However, over the years, my political journey took unexpected turns, leading me to question the very foundations of my beliefs and ultimately find a voice I never knew I had.

By Stepfanie Tyler2 min read
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The first crack in my faith in the Democratic Party appeared around the time of the #MeToo movement. While the movement undeniably did good by bringing attention to sexual harassment and assault, it also began to feel like an ideological steamroller, silencing nuanced discussion and casting every interaction in black-and-white terms. The incident with Aziz Ansari, where a bad date cost him his career despite no wrongdoing on his part, was a turning point for me. It highlighted how the movement, in some instances, was weaponized to destroy lives without due process.