In general, I think this has been a good thing and has made me a very rational person. It is good to be exposed to “the other side’s” views, especially when those opinions are coming from perfectly reasonable, lovely people who you otherwise enjoy being around. If you are only getting another point of view from people you cannot otherwise relate to, it will seem – at best – behind the times/naiveté of youth or – at worst – batshit crazy. Not that there aren’t plenty of batshit crazy people out there. Especially when it comes to politics. Avoid them. Always. You want passionate people, not fanatical people. If you mistake the two, you end up with someone like scary, closeted-fascist Donald Trump who is – apparently – in the middle of a viable campaign to be the next president of this great country. Where is Mitt Romney with his binders full of women when you need him?** [Dear Friends. If you are a secret Trump supporter, please do not tell me. I don’t think I could handle it. Thanks.]
Although to be fair, I do live in a metro area of one of the last surviving blue counties of this red state. It isn’t like I have a hard time finding likeminded people. I might feel differently if I lived in the middle of nowhere in the kind of place that has confederate flags flying from every pole. Heritage not hate, right? Nope, wrong. So very wrong.
On the other hand, my rational viewpoint can make it even more difficult for me to
suffer the fools deal with the fanatics. I find myself completely unable to understand why they can’t or won’t be a bit more reasonable. They have spent most or all of their life surrounded by people who support their point of view. It is easy to take things to the extreme when everyone appears to feel the same. Then . . . BOOM . . . explosion when they run into their opposite. Ain’t nobody got time for that.
Fun fact: I’m a lifelong southerner who grew up around hunting and guns. I have no problem with gun ownership. I also have no problem with strict gun laws. I’m often perplexed by the extreme rhetoric on both sides of this issue. And very scared of the idiots who think they need to walk around with assault rifles to make some kind of point.
There really isn’t a point to this post. I’ve been doing a lot of research for an exhibit on local women in politics and it just set me off thinking. I promise I won’t write about politics too often.
*You know homegirl has to be first on that ticket. I’m afraid she has missed her chance though.
**Why yes, I do find myself quite humorous. Can you tell I snickered while typing that line?