I spent Saturday enjoying the company of my Daughter, Son In Law and my three grand daughters on a drive through Whidbey Island north of their home.
We all respected the truce over the schism in the family between the rabble and the elites. Son In Law is neutral, but Daughter, Scientist by day and writer for conservative publications by night
has been flummoxed by the wrongness of the predictions by her colleagues on the Trump phenomenon.
I feel her pain, the world she was learning may be a Titanic, and dear old Dad is rooting for the icebergs.
We kept it civil , but the Brexit events just had to be mentioned.
It is going to be a long slog.
I came home and doubled down on contributions.