Can a MAGA Man and a Hillary Fan Have a Sexy Weekend in Vegas?
I’m about to find out.
Next month I’m going to Vegas to have a sexy few days with a Trump supporter. Not one of those reluctant Trump supporters, who stays quiet about it a dinner parties and just wants lower taxes and less regulation. No, this man would happily be seen at a rally. He probably has a MAGA hat, but I haven’t asked. I do know that he has four guns. I, on the other hand, worked on the Clinton campaign in 1996, and stood on a street corner crying when Hillary lost in 2016.
A trip like this was not on my bingo card for 2020-2021, but neither was a deadly global pandemic, being diagnosed with a wacky neurological condition, my dog dying, trying to date a guy in a cult or taking a bath with a man who didn’t know my last name. I can feel my liberal friends — both virtual and in real life —snapping to attention, ready to tell me that this trip is not allowed. Trust me, I know. It’s currently illegal to talk to people on the other side of the new Great Divide, which is going to cleave America in two at some point. (Unless you’re debasing the other side on social media, then it’s legal to talk to them). It is definitely illegal to make out with someone from the other side of the Great Divide in a hotel pool, after a few drinks, floating with your legs wrapped around their waist. Capital…
