Peer Pressure

It would be so much easier just to give in. To believe, with my husband, that Paul Krugman is always right. To believe, with Brian, that everything is hunky dorey in Western Europe. To believe, with my friends, colleagues, neighbors, mother, and fellow parishioners, that President Obama was the right choice in November.
 
But I can't. I just can't. I suppose I'm just stubborn. Or stupid.

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