And I am in Sweden, trying to get somebody–anybody–to understand that this is America. This too, is America. The choreography of contradictions, overseen by Our Better Angels, careening screamingly toward a happy ending. Though always, always, some people are so outraged they are calling for The End Of The Nation.
But can anybody no matter how hate filled, truly resist the love that overtakes you when you watch the Talladega Tornados?