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APOLOGIES for whoever dislikes me after this column.Praise The Big Man Upstairs for this blessed country where we’re permitted to think for ourselves.Love, hate or shrug — we’re not jailed or tortured.

We can think, love or even demean the United States of America.Try that in Russia, China or Cuba.So I beg forgiveness, right now, for what I want to say.Don’t all love Donald? OK.

But specialize in beauts who were not Donald?Biden? Whose son specialized in math? Previous Hizzoner whose wife possibly specialized in arithmetic? A back-aways married governor who had bedroom affairs with his knee socks still on? Also Barack, who finally opened his mouth to babble BS.So elect who?Donald has quirks.So’s everyone.

He loves this country.He makes decisions.

We may disagree, but at least he makes them.Not scared.

You prefer North Korea’s beauty? Or other presidential dudes now in the can?We all disagree with something or somebody somewhere.Every wife crazily enthusiastic with every husband’s quirk? I insanely love my 6-pound Yorkshire terrier.

However, he pees on my kitchen floor.So what should I do? Trade him in for a Chihuahua?OK, USA now has a food problem and an affordability issue.

So — life’s better elsewhere? A while back, Kazakh officials honored me.My partner was international travel specialist Geoffrey Weill.

Our main dish? Horse.Real horse.

Big horse.Surrounded by broad noodles.

Shove schmearing a little mayo on a hoof and ordering seconds.Me? Not!When Golda Meir was brand-new Israel’s brand-new prime minister, and food and water were rationed, I was its guest.

An Arab sheikh in the Negev celebrated me.His special VIP treat? The real eye of a REAL goat.

Forget it.Not even with ketchup.

I shoved it under my sleeve.Listen, we have different dreams.Different penmanship.

Different beliefs.Different backgrounds.

Our shapes, sizes, voices, talents differ.For some it’s Bloomie’s, some Macy’s.

Some ice skate.Some knit.

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