Proposing to an affluent, white, male, cisgender Left-liberal in 2016 that someone like Trump might be elected president would likely have one greeted with a response comparable to the 'Blue Screen of Doom' that is displayed when one's PC freezes. Or an incredulous laughter borne out of unexamined hubris, although this may have been a defense mechanism against an inconceivable, unacceptable and terrifying truth soon to be tangible.
Since 2019, I have had a fraying relationship with Australian Rules football which has devolved into a contentious one.
An exchange that I had two years in a row piqued my curiosity. Why was my dining partner so convinced of a Korean takeover of Sydney?