So I didn’t make fun of my vegan friend at golf, nor did he draw first blood. The course had no pre-made breakfast burritos or turkey sandwiches so I had trail mix for breakfast and the same at the turn. Neither of us made comments or cited studies, just had a fun day on the course, plus it was a fundraiser for a good cause. Faith in humanity was restored, or maybe it was that he was driving the shit out of the ball and my putting was on point, perfect best ball scramble scenario. Maybe humans just ignore differences when winning, either way, fun day. At the end they had one of those taco carts, he had bean tacos, I had Carne Asada. We both had beer and ubers. Maybe that is the secret, beer and Ubers. Perhaps that should be the new foreign policy for the Middle East. Seems reasonable to me.