The other day, I was in a coffee shop with a friend of mine, and he said with a casual gesture of his hand like he was waving away a fly, “The world is ending anyway.”
We were talking about the hope for real democracy and better healthcare, the crush of student debt, migrant children detained at the border and in our own states, and of course, impeachment. You know, the things you’re probably talking about right now in coffee shops and at dinner parties and in texts with friends while you wait in line to get your prescriptions filled at CVS...