The Blogger: Anybody read Brooks today?
The Dad: Yeah, but I can’t remember what he said.
The Blogger: He’s got some new way of dissecting the country. Now it’s all about high school. He ended the column with Vote For Pedro.
The Brother: That’s so cool.
The Dad: What?
The Brother: Vote for Pedro. You know from Napoleon Dynamite.
The Dad: What?
The Husband: What percentage of Times readers got that line?
The Blogger: So, Brooks says that all liberals were really the nerds in high school and all the conservatives were the jocks in high school. What if you are a nerd but your high school is in a red state? Do you vote for Republican, but hate yourself? Or what if you are a jock in a high school in a blue state? Or what if you are a jock, but your parents are Bobos in a college town in red state? How messed up are you then? huh? huh?
The Dad: Pass the pancakes.
Everyone: Dad! They’re called tortillas.
The Brother: Well, at least he didn’t call them crackers.

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