“Free speech gives me the right to say what I want, when I want.”
Uh, oh, I thought, someone wants to pick a political fight. I turned to see who the target was. It was me.
A man I did not know had just heaved himself up from a table at the Dripolator where he had been sitting with his wife and three gloomy-looking teenaged boys. I was having what can only be called a radical political conversation these days. I was recounting President Obama’s good qualities with a friend while waiting in line for my Sunday cappuccino.
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