The Confederacy flag is, and always has been, scary.
*me wandering into a Tampa frat-house. Then seeing one on the wall. I stared at it for a long time*
*Me* “I’ve never seen one, up close before, you know. My first time. Crazy! Am I naive or what? Oh, great. I’ve wandered into a den of mad racists. Is it time for me to start running now?”
*Guy I was with* “Calm down. They, well… they think it’s about freedom.”
*Me* “But all that flag represents is the opposite of freedom. I’ve taken history classes, you know.”
*Guy I was with* “I don’t agree with it. But it’s not serious. Um, it’s silly. Get a grip.”
*Me* “Maybe it is serious though?”
A few years later, Trump got elected.