Lunch is usually a sandwich standing at the kitchen sink, or a coffee and Payday bar behind the steering wheel. Today, I decided stop for lunch at the counter in a local Denny's.
CNN was on the set next to the register, and the gal at the anchor desk was smirking over something Speaker Boehner had just said in his two-second remarks before the press.
A waitress to my right asked, "What's a physical cliff?"
My personality type lets me talk to anyone about anything. What a great opportunity to spread some conservative fact to a stranger. Today, though, I held my tongue and stuffed my mouth with seasoned fries. I immediately realized that if this woman, citizen, tax payer, and constituent didn't already know and understand the significance of the fiscal disaster facing the nation, it didn't matter.
Any suggestion I could make about the waitress's news consumption habits would be a crude and ridiculous assumption. She could watch the major news broadcasters regularly for all I know. Maybe that's my point.