The street I live on in Northern Virginia is like the United Nations. My neighbors are from Vietnam, Russia, Iran, El Salvador, Hungary, Morocco, and Virginia. And thus perhaps a mix of Christians, Muslims, Buddists, and atheists. My wife is Jewish.
Last night, as we went trick-or-treating with our kids, we noticed that every house was participating in the Halloween rituals of costumes, decorations, and candy hand-outs.
It was peace, harmony, and smiles all around—there were no politicians present, and thus no one to sour the mood or tell anyone what to think. I guess it wasn’t like the UN at all.