I don’t count many bad days with friends. Of course, there are life’s shitstorms—and friends are there in “good times and in bad.” (Kinda like wives). But friends—ones worth keeping and doing life’s time with—do their best not to cause shitstorms for each other.
For the past 50 years—there was little reason to talk about this. It was settled. Now it’s not. What will this decision mean in practice? This is my nonpartisan, factual primer attempt.