My friends Bill and Patrick, and I were finishing dinner at a Mexican restaurant. Patrick says, "Trump may be the best candidate the Republicans have." We understand what he means.
"I was born a poor Democrat but I believe in voting for the best candidate, Republican or Democrat." This new voice is coming from behind me. I recognize this as what I call the "S.E. Cupp shtick". Her line was, "I'm an atheist and even I recognize the war on Christianity." The interviewer would point out that there is no evidence of this and she'd reply, "But I'm an atheist!"
He continues, "I'd never vote for Bobby Jindal again." More Cuppishness. I know what's coming. I don't let him get to it. I wheel around and say, "I don't agree. I'll vote for the best Democratic candidate. I have brain cancer, I get insurance through the Obamacare exchange. I'm not risking that." He's a 50-something guy just like me and my friends and now he proceeds to educate me.
"But you already have health insurance."
"What?"
"That's already in place and it would take an 'Act of Congress' to change that." Then he announces to Patrick that he ALSO supports Trump. Wow. And he's a Democrat! Cuppishness complete.
"I see what we've got here," I say to my friends. I don't even look back at the guy. I go sit on the bench outside. They know I'm not coming back. Bill and Patrick exit 10 minutes later. "Thanks for picking up my check." Bill, "No problem."
Worst use of the idiom "Act of Congress" EVER...