When My Wife Discovered I Might Vote for Donald Trump. It started with Disney, ended with Trump, with my family stuck somewhere in between.
Like many families, we’re fans of the children’s animated show Bluey, out of Australia. It’s clever, both mundane and piercing, and, other than the occasional rainbow-patterned blanket or two, blessedly untouched by …
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