Articles like this not only make me happy to be a coastal elite, they make me cheer on the opioid epidemic.

Which is not a good thing.

The problem is, once you've picked your side you've picked it. Once you've picked the "underdog" who claims the system is out to get him, you'll see the system out to get him every time. And once you've chosen the option that less education favors, you're going to fear anything involving education.

I'm sure they're all lovely people.

Next to Bala was a gray-haired man who told me he voted for Trump and was happy so far because “he’s kept his promises.”

I asked which ones.

“Border security.” But there’s no wall yet. “No fault of his,” the man said.

What else? “Getting rid of Obamacare.” But he hasn’t. “Well, he’s tried to.”

What else? “Defunding Planned Parenthood.” But he didn’t. “Not his fault again,” the man said.

I asked for his name. “Bill K.,” he said. He wouldn’t give me his last name. “I don’t trust you,” he said.

If you believe in fairies, clap your hands.

Really? The only problem I have is that this fucker's vote counts more than mine.