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I’m far less intense in my belief, allowing more room for nuance. The biggest change is seeing the value in a dialectical competition of ideas that would benefit from all political parties being at their most competent and making their most sound arguments. Unfortunately, both political parties where I live are – each in its own way — complete and utter shit.
Quiet, simple, and in other ways not distracting.




I may be getting older, but I’m not old enough to concede to an “all-time” anything.