By Brent Lang
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Jeremy Daniel It’s easy to get depressed about national politics. The people running things are nasty, brutish and eager to appeal to baser instincts rather than better angels.
As “The Balusters,” the story of a neighborhood association riven by prejudice and petty skirmishes, demonstrates, politics aren’t much better at the local level. The debate here may be over whether to install a stop sign at a dangerous intersection, but it’s just as heated, just as likely to erupt into savage attacks, as the ones that turned D.C. into a cesspool.
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