We are suddenly at home in Louisiana, my wife’s home and my college home. Mostly Louisiana is rural. New Orleans really isn’t Louisiana. It’s a culture and place of its own. Not many upper midwesterners mourn the right-wing, Trump-loving, poorly educated, gun-totin’ red necks from way down south. I do only because I know them. They aren’t much different from the liberal, self righteous, tree huggin’, politically correct, socialists from Saint Paul. Both communities love their children, like to eat, care for their neighbors, and want a better life. Both people practice all sorts or isms and believe they are right. Hopefully, Covid-19 will teach us we are humans first and we all need to stick together even when we disagree. This means finding a passion for compromise while looking out for the common good and individual rights at the same time. This eternal paradox is what keeps our anxiety high. It also keeps our minds sharp. Let’s keep it that way.