Are you telling me that you can be old enough to vote, but not old enough to understand the moral implications of your actions? Maybe they aren’t a monolith, but they also aren’t a microcosm. They don’t exist outside of the larger reality and then are suddenly thrust into it when they have a change of heart. As someone who grew up in a racist family from central Florida, I know exactly what it means to leave all that behind to be a better person. It doesn’t start when it’s convenient. It starts when you realize it won’t be, because it starts with realization. The realization that you aren’t doing the right thing. The realization that your actions affect others. The realization that a lot of the things you’ve known your whole life have been wrong. We are a lot more connected now than we were when I was learning all of this. There is no excuse for ignorance. The truth is right there. They are free to come to that realization whenever they want, but they aren’t going to make any friends if they sit on their hands and wait for someone to carry them out of the hole. If they voted, they knew what they were voting for, and I won’t accept any other made up reality to help them justify their actions.