Jess says, “It’s just, you and I, we’re so different.” He says softly, “But not in the important ways.” “I’m Black, you’re white. I’m liberal, you’re conservative…” Said that way it almost sounds like poetry. Opposites attract. The best kind of love story. But that’s not quite right. Or at least it’s not what Jess means. They’re not really opposites. More like two people playing for different teams. But Josh disagrees. “Jess, my love,” he kisses her knuckle, “you do know none of that matters?” If none of that matters, how to explain war and politics and all of history?
