Follow this NYT link to a very cool map that will tell you how your precinct voted in the last election.
I was surprised to learn I live in a blue precinct, albeit not by much and, moreover, one that is surrounded by red. But at least it’s an improvement over the political inclinations of the last place we lived (Loveland, Colorado).
I see that the places where I spent most of my childhood years (south-central Pennsylvania) are solidly red (not surprisingly). I further note that many of my high school friends never returned to the area after college. Migration plays a big role in creating political bubbles.
Tribalism seems to be part of the human condition. There’s no way around it. But when it leads to closed minds, we all suffer. Which is why I’d rather not live in a provincial area (although I have, the worst being a short stint in Virginia).
Even more important than that, however, is to remind myself frequently of how little I actually know. And of the difference between narrative and reality.
In times such as these, narratives play an outsized role, and people are only thinly tethered to reality.