This is one of those pieces that, you know, I agree with. But at the same time, I scratch my head — really? A muscle-bound white dude at a pool with a small kid? Can we get any more stereotypical and still expect it to be believed?
I haven’t read anything else the author has written, but I do know that only in vanishingly rare instances is reality so damn perfect for outrage. Nuance is what the real world is about. And this piece has none.