We are dancing under a turd piñata. And it’s about to burst.

Look. I don’t like getting political. I’m a business writer and a rancher, which right now sounds like a very odd pairing. Like a pot roast and a sauvignon blanc. Anyway, this needs to be said. So here goes: The pen is mightier than the sword, but less mighty than the piñata filled with turd. […]