I am fully aware some monumental subhuman nobcheese is going to crawl out of the digital swamp and tell me to “stay in my lane” here, fully aware the media’s coverage of the Trump-Zelensky meeting is tailored to enrage and inflame and distract me from the nicer things in life - which do, still, mercifully just about exist - and fully aware that many people reading these words treat Substack Notes (including mine) as an escape from politics… but I cannot help thinking that with the American Pres…

The most common, repetitive trait I notice among people who favour the phrase “stay in your lane” is that they barely have even the most presumptuous, poorly researched concept of what the lane of the person they’re talking to looks like.