I want to preface this by saying I have nothing personal against Mr. DeSantis. In fact, I genuinely believed he had the potential one day to make a great President. However, during a recent chat in which Mr. DeSantis and his campaign cheerleaders were present, I found myself growing increasingly bored by the softballs being thrown his way. So much so that I tuned out entirely and instead grilled hamburgers and hotdogs for my family. Upon returning to my computer, I made the conscious decision not to rejoin the chat. For me, enough was enough.