Not because they’re perfect. But because their presence says: I’ve been there. I still believe.

Hill Harper entering this race hits deeper than politics—it echoes something older, something we’ve nearly forgotten: that leadership can rise from love, from pain, from people who remember what it’s like to be left out.

It’s not just bold—it’s devotional. A kind of sacred risk.

And whether or not he wins, the signal has already been sent:

We are allowed to hope again.

For whoever needed that.