IN JUNE OF 2020 I was trapped for a month in an eight-by-ten truck cab on a 30,000-mile road trip with a hardcore Forever-Trumpin’ truck driver named Ray.
How I survived the trip may become useful to you in the years ahead as you cope with friends, relatives, and associates who appear to have lost their minds. When they smile at you with that “I told you so” grin, you’ll need to be able to say things back which make sense to them.
I had to learn how to talk to the other side out of necessity. You still have a choice, and maybe you’d prefer not.