I had dinner last night with my next door neighbor, a lifetime Democratic voter in Southern California who voted last Tuesday for Donald Trump, the first Republican for whom she ever cast a vote. It was a birthday dinner, and a member of her family who gets her news entirely from MSNBC was visibly panicked. She believes the country is lost, and she’s terrified of what she perceives will happen to the lifestyle she’s chosen.
I hugged her and told her that it’s going to be just fine, that Trump’s sole concerns are getting the economy turned around, expelling people that legally shouldn’t be here, especially if they’re violent criminals, and trying to reestablish deterrence around the world. He simply does not have the time nor the desire to upend the personal lives of millions of Americans.
I then told her to make me a promise. I asked her to give it a year, and that by…
