by Mort Ehudin
Coerced into joining my neighbor for a glass of wine at the café, we were soon joined by this fellow, who, when he recognized my American accent (not a difficult thing to do, by the way) immediately launched into a diatribe against our new president and how he was going to destroy the US and drag the rest of the world down as well. I made several unsuccessful attempts to let him know that I shared his opinion, but he was on a roll. When I got the feeling that he was holding me personally responsible for Trump's transgressions, I finished off my wine, took his picture and got out of there.
I suppose we don't have to necessarily like everyone we agree with.