I value my friends more than I value their political leanings. The former is constant, the latter is ephemeral.

My REAL friends, after all, have had to put up with my flamboyance, my cosplay moments, my vanity, my eccentricities and quirks, my unpredictable seasons of art, my unusual worldview, my religious disbeliefs,  my sarcasm and condescension, my dire predictions, my biases, my reclusion, and my habits, yet they remain my friends.