I’d be lying if I didn’t admit to being at least mildly jealous of the people who refuse to give modern-day politics, and the sorry state of our fading nation the worry they so haughtily demand.
I bump into these folks on occasion when I’m out on one of my purposeful journeys toward anywhere in the vicinity of sane. I’ll see them during my rare visits to Facebook, and I swear to you, if the America-attacking Trump threatened imminent nuclear Armageddon, they’d be posting pictures of their...