It’s the ones who buy into the Qanonie conspiracy theories I don’t even try to engage in discussion.
A while back, I went to a local tavern for dinner and sat at the bar. When my beer arrived, the guy next to me lifted his glass and said, “Cheers!”
I cheered back.
Then, he lifted his glass again and said, “To better days!” Now, I’m thinking that this isn’t his first pint. “To better days,” I chime back.
That’s all he needed to launch into this bizarre story about how the Bidens, Pelosis, Harris’s, and Bushes were all holed up in bunkers with a cabal of international bankers, and a top secret law enforcement agency is closing in on them…
Oh, criminy!
“Everybody knows about this.” he declared.
I asked for my bill and made my order to go. Aimee, the bartender, was laughing as she rang me out.
