As far as first times go politically, he was supposed to be perfect. Charming, self-confident, kind-hearted and strong. A guy with an easy smile and an easy way with words. No baggage, thankfully. The kind of guy you thought you could trust. Not like those other guys, with their fake smiles and cheesy pick-up lines. You’d seen that type before, and this guy was different.
Assured that your confidence was not misplaced, you jumped in head-first. What he offered sounded good, so you figured you would figure out the details as you went along. There’s always a learning curve the first time, so you would cut him some slack if things turned out differently than advertised.
As is usually the case, it was the advertising that first got you. It wasn’t left versus right, it was cool versus not. He epitomized cool, and you knew where you would be when it came time to be counted. You would stand with him, with history. He gave you reason to believe that all the hype warranted the hope you placed in him.
A lifetime of expectation was wrapped up in that hope. You sensed this was your rendezvous with destiny. After all, he said he was the one you had been waiting for all these years. Here was a guy who could certainly talk the talk: anthropogenic weather and war would cease at his command. Staring down adversity, he even said he could walk and chew gum at the same time.
You didn’t really know him, but no matter, you knew you could trust him. It was time to make history. Your first time would change your world forever. What could possibly go wrong?
Four years in, trouble was brewing. People began to question his abilities, his truthfulness. As with other relationships that don’t live up to huge expectations, the initial infatuation gave way to excuses. It’s not his fault, he inherited these problems. He’s a genius but the system is broken. He’s too smart for the lesser men around him.
You knew things weren’t ideal, but you thought that if you gave him some more time, things would turn around. Besides, even if he wasn’t all that he promised, your alternatives weren’t that great, so you stuck with him. You believed him when he said it would be better the second time. Progress was just around the corner.
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