when the smoke clears

Good morning friends. I just want to let you know one thing: at this point, I really don't care who you vote for in the rigged WWE puppet show extravaganza...Mob boss A or B, either way it's gonna be ugly.

But I won't berate you on social media for your choice. I won't attack your friends in comment sections. I won't name call anyone for their viewpoints so long as you kindly apply that tactic with me.

If a discussion is what you want, we can go grab a beer and hammer out the fine points in actual life like humans used to do back in the good ol days. I love those kind of nights. Barstool philosophizing is a favorite past time of mine... But I won't participate in the 4 year fever that takes hold of social media and wipes clean the kindness and compassion out of people I care about.

This election shouldn't cause you to hate friends and dismiss families.

And if voting for prez matters so much to you, then I expect to see that same fiery passion on local issues, ballots and measures too, where it does indeed matter. Do you even know who your senator/congressman/governor/mayor/city council is? If you don't, perhaps start there. Get fired up on that level first. I'll take your critiques for president far more seriously. Or not.

Either way...be cool.

You'll feel a whole lot better when the smoke clears.