My liberal girlfriend celebrated her birthday. She’s the one who worships the sun, moon, stars, trees and the air. She wants a woman president. I sent her daisies and a cute sentiment. I fought off the temptation to send trumpet flowers wishing her a trumped up day, encouraging to smile bigly. What would that accomplish? “Sarcasm is the last refuge of the imaginatively bankrupt.” Cassandra Clare Sarcasm, I kiss you goodbye. I don’t want any part of you. We live in a country where freedom reigns in worship as well as in elections. We can be on opposite ends but still love each other! Can’t we? A few weeks ago, I attended an open house party for our new neighbors on the next block. I found myself in a circle of conservatives gathered around the couch in the family room. The hostess’s bold father captured our group’s attention as he spoke about his conservative political views. Our ne...