Well, no matter what the political spectrum, I’m pretty sure God still loves me. So far, there has been food on the table and toilet paper in the bathroom. That means I’ve been able to cover both ends, no mean achievement in a world of turmoil and hate. There is no one I hate that I’m not familiar with, so how do others do it? Personally, “I don’t give a damn my dear,” to quote the late great Rhett Butler from “Gone With The Wind.” Everyone, please have a wonderful holiday, worry about hate later.