We were drinking beer downtown after work. You were quietly nursing your own drink next to us, before venturing to ask, "Did you guys vote for Trump?" My first instinct was panic (this elderly, blue-collar white guy wants to talk to me about how much he loves the Donald!). Resigning myself to an unpleasant conversation, I answered with a hesitant "No." You replied: "Good! I'm 79 and I just want to live long enough to see him voted out of office! I was in 'Nam, I had friends die for their country, and I think it's disgusting he won't let NFL players protest!" Then you mentioned, "I'm only out for a drink to remember somebody who died... have you ever heard of Anthony Bourdain?" Thanks for puncturing my preconceptions about people and restoring my faith in humanity.