Last week, I attended a town hall meeting in Virginia. I sought out a couple that looked kinda grumpy and started talking with them. Our discussion was pretty far-ranging, and, in the end, I left thinking that these folks were people I wouldn’t mind having as neighbors, regardless of how much we disagree about politics. But this was tough to stomach. . . I mean, how do you get to where this guy is at? Seriously, he thinks you can’t be a good parent or love your kids if you are pro-choice? Weird.