“Okay,” I thought, “I’m going to be going down a river with people whose primary ideology I disagree with.” But then I reasoned, “maybe my point of view could provide an interesting story.
Why should every story be about everyone being agreeable? I’ll go, I decided, be nice yet disagreeable, and completely honest.”
So I went on a trip down the Yampa River with a group of people who I knew would very likely espouse many things with which I would disagree since they were hard-core environmentalist liberals. As for me, I’m a small-government libertarian.
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