The Biden referendum
Two years ago, I found myself like most Americans furloughed from one job, and working diminished hours at another as a night auditor at a hotel in Bismarck. Those were strange uncertain times, and more often than not my nights were spent interacting with a variety of individuals from all over the country as they sought any kind respite they could from lockdowns, riots, and the general unease that afflicted our nation and the world. The morning after the 2020 election that November, a woman from Baker, California, stopped by the front desk multiple times to break the monotony of her ...