Confrontation won’t sway the politically stubborn

Halfway along on my bike ride I spied a banner high up a flagpole: six-inch-high letters spelling out, “Let’s

go, Brandon,” red and white on a blue background.

I was sure that it was new, since I frequently pass this particular house with the circular driveway and there was no flag before.

The sentence – or imprecation, as most people know by now – is code for “(Expletive) Joe Biden,” which is what a crowd was chanting during a NASCAR race, but what an NBC Sports reporter misheard as cheers for the race winner, Brandon Brown.

The morning of the following day, when I was passing the same house, a man was exiting a car in the curving driveway. Why not, I thought.

“Hey, bud,” I said.

He turned, smiled and said, “How ya doing?” He appeared to be in his 50s, heavyset with a short, military-style haircut. Possibly a former offensive lineman in college or high school.

“I wanted to ask about your flag,” I said.

“Sure,” he said as he looked up at the flag and chuckled.

I asked him if he really meant to display it at Christmas, the season of peace and goodwill.

“I don’t know,” he said, smiling. “Yeah, I guess.”

Although the obscenity was directed at the president, I asked the man, wasn’t it also an attack against, at least, half the population?

The man’s smile was now gone.

“Well,” he said, “we’re coming back anyway,” By which, I assumed, he meant that former President Donald Trump was coming back.

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