I’m a conservative now, I guess? It’s a surprising turn of events for me, a man once referred to, repeatedly and affectionately, by the late Sen. John McCain as a communist. He wasn’t too far off—for as long as I’ve been old enough to wear Birkenstocks, I’ve been a supporter of liberal causes and candidates. As a kid, my favorite record was the feminist children’s album, Free To Be You and Me. I’m a vegetarian, for God’s sake! Everything in me rebels against institutional power.
And yet, there I was recently, sitting in a Las Vegas noodle bar with my buddy defending the goddamned IRS.
I had come to town for a solo, poker-playing vacation. My friend and I met up for dinner one night and got to talking politics. I haven’t known him very long and I was surprised when he told me he voted Trump. Worse still, the dude is in his late 30s and said the last election was the first time he’d voted at all.
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