A policeman stopped me, and yelled "papers". I shouted "Scissors!", and continued walking.
I had a friend who was a big Bernie supporter back in the day. When my friend told me he didn't see any point in voting for HRC, I felt sick. Post-election, we met exactly once, when I told him to take care of himself in what was going to be an increasingly scary world. He looked back at me with a baffled expression, we parted, and our friendship ended.
I think about him a lot. I hope he's okay.