I lived in a Bubble-Hood until I finished high school and fled. Friends and family still live in the bubble, and everything was honky dory until Trump paraphernalia appeared on a few of the perfectly manicured, green lawns.

Politics burst the Bubble-Hood and thrust residents into an undesirable consciousness and a dark place but not reality. The anti-Trump neighbors celebrated and laughed when a candle lit a Trump flag on fire and burned down a pro-Trump house.

Still, it's a great place to raise children! Haha