Because I spent the first (roughly) 60 percent of my life on the left side of the political spectrum (albeit, the moderate left, not the progressive left), and because many of my loved ones still reside there, I often find myself struggling to balance my understanding and empathy for liberalism with my impatience and disdain for progressivism and the hard left.
I well remember holding left-of-center views, even while I no longer agree with them and often argue against them. So, I try earnestly not to let our differing perspectives cloud my affection for loved ones. It seems to me that used to be how most of us operated.
But there’s holding a different perspective, and then there’s hate-driven madness. Sadly, there’s an abundance of the latter these days, particularly online.
I think Joe Biden has been an unmitigated disaster as president, and I think the sooner he no longer…
