There are many people who cannot relate to Hillary Clinton, who cannot see themselves or anyone they care about in her. From here in the convention hall, with a direct sight line to the podium, I’ll watch Chelsea Clinton introduce her mother. It’s the same bullshit, not coincidentally, that I’ve watched my mother go through in the last few years. My mother is almost of Clinton’s vintage, with her slight relative youth making a few crucial differences in her life path. You know, “authentic.” It’s not an exaggeration to say that watching Hillary Clinton’s 2016 campaign has reshaped my relationship with my mother.

Source: Huffington Post July 29, 2016 00:22 UTC