Life’s too short to consume art injected with anti-Trump hysteria

There’s a music station I’d been listening to lately not so much because I enjoy the music but to get a reprieve from the politicization of everything.

It was going so well for a while until one day the hammer fell and the lead host’s sidekick went on some inarticulate rant about the stupidity of all conservatives. Click. I’ve been playing The Eagles’ greatest hits on loop ever since.