Day Four: Save America March – liberal goofball hangs with heartless conservative
I’ve known Pat Bertroche for over a decade through our mutual involvement with radio. We also share the experience of running for Congress — Pat as a Republican, me as a Democrat. We both lost — but I got more votes than he did. So there, Pat.
Our rapport involves a lot of banter (see pervious paragraph). I ask Pat why he would allow a left-wing loony like me into his sensible conservative home.
“I appreciate you insisting on me putting you up for the night, eating my food, watching my TV,” joked Pat. “When I saw you at my door, I felt bad for you. You looked like a bedraggled kitten.”
That was after a mere six-mile march. Pat should have seen me after the previous day’s nineteen-mile slog.
“The truth is, when Republicans and Democrats actually talk we agree a lot more than we disagree,” says Pat. “Part of the problem these days is that the media — all media, both mainstream and social media — is driven by clicks. So you tend to say things that get clicks, that make headlines.” Continue Reading →
