The Spirit of America- The Sunday Collage
I am in a dive bar. Certainly not the Green Dragon Tavern. This is the Helsinki Club, last building in Finntown. In this very bar- murder, rape, and arson have been contemplated. Drugs and money have been exchanged. Every dirty, racist, joke ever conceived has been uttered in this place. Prostitution, gay sex, even a few fights. So, when my friend, new owner, and Never Trumper told me that they did not discuss politics in the bar- I recognized immediately that he knew my politics were not his own. In the four or five times I have been warned about discussing politics in my life, it has always been by some liberal who is moderating and controlling the conversation. You are entitled to their opinion based on your global positioning at that very instant. Not your own. With just a few days to go in this election, I think people tend to underestimate the Spirit of America. That is the finger and a hearty "fuck you!" to a government that seeks to moderate and control our lives. It