erally translated, “call me a cab” means three-weeks on the couch.

The vitriolic rhetoric that is expressed between friends because of politics has gotten so out of hand that long-term relationships are deteriorating. People have stopped talking to each other. There have been physical assaults against people’s property. Tires have been slashed, dogs have been intent

It is amazing, but I can’t tell you how many couples have probably had their sexual encounters with each other interrupted because their political views are different. I don’t know how Madeline and Carvel do it? I don’t mean that in the physical sense, but emotionally.

Picture a couple, it could be your spouse, significant other, or whatever relationship you are in—one person is on the Right side of the aisle and the other is on the Left or vice-versa. Recently, my wife and I were having dinner with another couple, during which inevitably, a verbal confrontation broke out over politics. It doesn’t matter what side you are on, even if your spouse agrees with you, blood starts to boil because you just broke the cardinal rule. “When out with friends, never discuss politics or religion.”

I couldn’t tell you how many times my wife has said to me as we were driving to meet friends, “If you discuss politics at dinner I am getting in a taxi and going home.”

You already know that no matter how many times she says, “don’t,” it falls on deaf ears. Because, even if you didn’t start the conversation, one of your friends will. If they don’t someone at the next table will be discussing the news of the day in a very loud voice and eventually turn to you and say “right buddy?” And, you will answer. “Whatever you say fella.” The next thing you know, you are now in the middle of a debate with a total stranger. The rest is history as your wife shouts, “Waiter, call me a cab.” Literally translated, “call me a cab” means three-weeks on the couch.

The vitriolic rhetoric that is expressed between friends because of politics has gotten so out of hand that long-term relationships are deteriorating. People have stopped talking to each other. There have been physical assaults against people’s property. Tires have been slashed, dogs have been intenti

e person is on the Right side of the aisle and the other is on the Left or vice-versa. Recently, my wife and I were having dinner with another couple, during which inevitably, a verbal confrontation broke out over politics. It doesn’t matter what side you are on, even if your spouse agrees with you, blood starts to boil because you just broke the cardinal rule. “When out with friends, never discuss politics or religion.”

I couldn’t tell you how many times my wife has said to me as we were driving to meet friends, “If you discuss politics at dinner I am getting in a taxi and going home.”

You already know that no matter how many times she says, “don’t,” it falls on deaf ears. Because, even if you didn’t start the conversation, one of your friends will. If they don’t someone at the next table will be discussing the news of the day in a very loud voice and eventually turn to you and say “right buddy?” And, you will answer. “Whatever you say fella.” The next thing you know, you are now in the middle of a debate with a total stranger. The rest is history as your wife shouts, “Waiter, call me a cab.” Literally translated, “call me a cab” means three-weeks on the couch.

The vitriolic rhetoric that is expressed between friends because of politics has gotten so out of hand that long-term relationships are deteriorating. People have stopped talking to each other. There have been physical assaults against people’s property. Tires have been slashed, dogs have been intent

th friends, never discuss politics or religion.”

I couldn’t tell you how many times my wife has said to me as we were driving to meet friends, “If you discuss politics at dinner I am getting in a taxi and going home.”

You already know that no matter how many times she says, “don’t,” it falls on deaf ears. Because, even if you didn’t start the conversation, one of your friends will. If they don’t someone at the next table will be discussing the news of the day in a very loud voice and eventually turn to you and say “right buddy?” And, you will answer. “Whatever you say fella.” The next thing you know, you are now in the middle of a debate with a total stranger. The rest is history as your wife shouts, “Waiter, call me a cab.” Literally translated, “call me a cab” means three-weeks on the couch.

The vitriolic rhetoric that is expressed between friends because of politics has gotten so out of hand that long-term relationships are deteriorating. People have stopped talking to each other. There have been physical assaults against people’s property. Tires have been slashed, dogs have been intent

your friends will. If they don’t someone at the next table will be discussing the news of the day in a very loud voice and eventually turn to you and say “right buddy?” And, you will answer. “Whatever you say fella.” The next thing you know, you are now in the middle of a debate with a total stranger. The rest is history as your wife shouts, “Waiter, call me a cab.” Literally translated, “call me a cab” means three-weeks on the couch.

The vitriolic rhetoric that is expressed between friends because of politics has gotten so out of hand that long-term relationships are deteriorating. People have stopped talking to each other. There have been physical assaults against people’s property. Tires have been slashed, dogs have been intent

erally translated, “call me a cab” means three-weeks on the couch.

The vitriolic rhetoric that is expressed between friends because of politics has gotten so out of hand that long-term relationships are deteriorating. People have stopped talking to each other. There have been physical assaults against people’s property. Tires have been slashed, dogs have been intentionally walked on each others lawns and in one case I know, windows have been shot out with a pellet gun. It is absolutely insane.

The problem is that it is not getting any better. The cultural divide in America is so out of control that if you lined up the Left and Right on two sides of the street they would be throwing stones at each other. Heaven forbid it if they were armed. That may sound like a bold statement but, unfortunately I mean it. I don’t have to spell it out for you. As you are reading this, I am willing to bet that you know of at least one incident that fits this category.

I was playing golf one day when suddenly one member of our foursome stormed off carrying his clubs and shouting, “You’re an idiot. You have no idea what you are talking about and don’t ever ask me to play with you again,” all over politics.

How many times has your wife said one of her friends called and wanted to go to dinner? You know her friends husband's political views are diverse from yours and that you just don’t want to be around him. Statements like, “She’s O.K., it’s him I can’t stand. Have a good time” can be heard in many homes across America.

The rancorous feelings have spread to a larger scale. I recently addressed a group about Radical Islam. I was screening the movie “Obsession, Radical Islam’s War with the West.” When the movie was finished, before I even had time to ask for questions from the audience the shouting started. “I want to see the Moslems