Since the day Andrew Yang announced his outsider campaign for president, I have been a skeptical supporter. In a two-party landscape dominated by career politicians so hardwired that it can be difficult to know if they ever have a genuine thought of their own, Yang seemed sincere about the nature of his political process.
Yang’s radical pitch to give every American $1000 a month and the grassroots support he built online through meme culture and the spontaneous explosion of his YangGang crew signaled a humourous and organic addition that portrayed itself in stark contrast to the rest of the pale and robotic field.
Simply put, I liked Andrew Yang for the same reason I like Williamson, Gravel, Gabbard, and Trump. Each seems unabashedly honest about their positions and speak with a moral and philosophical conviction that is rare in our modern discourse.
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