Call me weird, but I see God in a well-stocked American grocery store. I’m on vacation now, and I can’t help annoying my wife with random shopping cart additions: Ranch Wavys, Dove Milk Chocolate bars, ice cold single-serving packs of Caesar salad, exotic hard cheeses, four different vintages of Chardonnay I’ve never tried, husked sweet..
I’m pretty sure I know who you #NeverTrump people are. You are people of some faith, most likely. You are trying to make a living, and you are annoyed that a growing class of people don’t even care about making a living–and you make those coasting privileges possible. You couldn’t believe the America you love..