Girls! They’re on their way—the Republicans are coming! And one of them is your future husband. It’s just that simple. Next week, 50,000 Republican revelers—most of them men—are coming to town, and one of them has your name tattooed on his butt. Metaphorically speaking, of course. I don’t want to hear a lot of ideological whining. It matters not that you’re a committed Democrat! A shared belief system is not a prerequisite for a successful marriage. There is, in fact, nothing more smarmy and annoying than a couple with deeply held shared beliefs. Where’s the fun in that? My mother...