The talking heads were a-buzz yesterday concerning a NYT opinion piece by David Litt: Is It Time to Stop Snubbing Your Right-Wing Family? It is being heralded as the Left finally admitting they were wrong and opening the door to political detente. I was anxious to read it. I shouldn’t have been. It’s nothing but arrogant condescension from start to finish. The opening paragraph drips with it:
I met Matt Kappler in 2012, and it was immediately clear we had nothing in common. He lifted weights to death metal; I jogged to Sondheim. I was one of President Barack Obama’s speechwriters and had an Ivy League degree; he was a huge Joe Rogan fan and went on to get his electrician’s license.


him. When Percival told me that Eric Metaxas had written a book about Bonhoeffer, I felt compelled to read it.
I realize there may be millions of Democrats and pot smokers and other consumers of cannabis (who may also be Democrats) who are on the verge of throwing hissy-fits that the price of marijuana cigarettes and other products are about to increase because the farms in California that grow and harvest weed may no longer be able to employ cheap illegal immigrant or child slave labor now that ICE is actually enforcing federal immigration law. From the
Courtesy of my sister–who offered me a challenge–I’ve been on a bit of an “Ancestry” kick lately. She mentioned an old family mystery, a story oft told by my mother, about a much-loved relative who’d died–it was said–under suspicious circumstances, and whose husband the family (my family) had always suspected of being a fortune hunter and of doing away with her.


