For those outside the Washington DC area, it is hard to know just how much the divisiveness of U.S. politics has become such a lightning rod for anger (on both sides of politics) that it is in the ether of the local atmosphere where I live. There is no way to avoid hearing about it.
People in grocery stores or shops are abuzz. Neighbors have visitors from out of town who have come to DC to join demonstrations and marches. In fact, even in my own family, two siblings who live in distant states arrived yesterday, and they plan to participate in an enormous anti-buffoon protest scheduled today. It was all the talk at the family dinner last night, and I left it early because I had enough. Basta!
Where does that leave me — one who has gone into a self-imposed news blackout, or a “mental-health avoidance void?”
Well ==> the alternative. A couple bikers (JB, my bike cop pal, and another guy from my riding club), will “bikenap” me and take me…
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