Apart from the Rascal Flatts song by that name being the best-road-trip-tune-ever (do I hear an amen?), this is how I’m viewing life these days. I feel like I’m cruising down the highway. On my far right are a few white hoods and on my far left are a few entitlement program abusers. Now, before you get all huffy about my choice of words, i.e., “a few,” remember that this works both ways. Are there just a few white supremacists? Are there just a few systems abusers?

Yeah, not likely. Scary.

But on this highway, I’m not talking about them. I’m talking about the wide swath down the middle. We tend to hear mostly about the extremes. I know, that’s what sells, but I’m looking for an Uprising of Sensibles. I want to focus on those people who can lead with sensibility, maturity, workable ideas, and yeah, the ones who’ll risk traffic to work with the other side.

I’ve heard that the opposite of love isn’t hate, but indifference. That’s how I’m starting to regard our polarized leaders. I know they think they have to be extreme to counter the other side, but I find myself ignoring them and just “driving on by.” Don’t get me wrong, obviously we can’t disregard those who have been voted in, but I think you get my point. I’m starting to pay attention to the Sensibles. They’re hard to find, but I see some progress. And I think they’re brave. They’re taking a risk of becoming sacrificial lambs. They might not win individually in the short run, but they can lead the Uprising.

So if you see me on the highway, I’ll likely be peering around the extremists, looking for the sensibles. And if you join me, maybe this two-lane highway can become a super-highway and we can take back the soul of our country.