Hey, what difference a year makes! One year ago this week, folks were preparing to either vote or boycott the repeat presidential election and rivers, crocodiles, and the promised land were more than just the butt of lame political jokes. The country was on the brink of a massive psychotic break after months and months of barb-slinging, hate-speaking and general nastiness.
It felt like we were on the precipice, begging to be pushed off the edge because the chest-thumping and grandstanding on both sides of the tribal divide had become too much. But ultimately, the moment passed and life went on.