We can’t forget that the activism in 2020 was so totalitarian that even candy companies issued statements about racism.
I was making myself a cozy drink — peach black tea — at National Review’s Virginia office when I noticed our kitchen had been restocked with new snacks. I immediately recognized one of the colorful boxes: Gushers.
I hadn’t eaten Gushers in years, maybe not since fourth grade. A black market operated in the school cafeteria, where kids bartered for Gushers. I participated in this illicit trade because my mother rarely bought candy, and she obstinately refused to buy anything with food coloring. (“Ah! It has blue,” my mom would say as she read the ingredient label when my brother and ...
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