Hello, I'm Paul and I am a member of the coastal elite. I've been told I live in a bubble.
Now if this really were a 12-step group you'd all greet me in unison and then I would share my tale of woe. But that's not going to happen.
Instead of expressing regret, I want to give you a tour of my bubble.
When I leave for work and walk down my block I pass by homes where men live with their husbands and women with their wives, because in my bubble, people can love as they choose without fear of persecution and harassment.
When I get to the BART station I don't expect everything to be in working order. But there is one thing I can count on: the train I board will be filled with people drawn from every continent. The family connections in my bubble extend to the four corners of the Earth.