So, long story even longer, if Amy Carter could survive, you'll be just fine. There have to be some cool guys out there who are totally not into politics (they are called actors). There are dudes who probably don't mind your conservative politics in New York (we call them investment bankers). And there are men who date exactly like it was still college (we call them Manhattanites under 40). If all else fails, I'm available. Here's a sample of my dinner time conversation, “An economist bumps into another economist at a voting station and says, 'What are you doing here?' The second says, 'My wife made me come.' To which the first replies, 'Same.'" How's that for political apathy? I think jokes with punchlines like "voting is a waste of time" are hilarious. And just so you don't think I'm using you for your access to the Anheuser-Busch connection, I can try to switch off of Budweiser. It won't be easy, but Yuengling is pretty good. Please keep in mind that I as soon switch to Coors Light as I'd start drinking Pepsi, over my dead body. A man has to know his limitations. Holler.
*Note: I am talking about the Manhattan singles scene and nothing else, fo' sho'.