Politics is nasty, bloody sport. Maybe we say this every go-round, maybe I’ve said it too often myself—but this time it’s nastier, bloodier, so much more repulsive than we’ve seen…than we deserve…than we’re capable of.
But when you reflect for a minute on what we are capable of, you might find a glimmer of optimism. You might find reason to believe that not only can we put this election behind us, maybe we can even learn from it and start trying to fix whatever it is in our democracy that has so clearly come undone.
But that’s a bigger remedy for many other days. First up comes healing on a smaller scale—So here’s to fixing all those friendships and relationships we’ve let the nonsense of politics tear asunder.