I said something right after Obama was elected about just being a jerk conservative for a while. Sounded easier for sure, and dammit, I was tired.
Plus, a bunch of delirious liberals, clawing gouges in the drywall and each other as their post-election orgasms crashed through their arugula-gorged bodies, didn’t strike me as much of an audience to which to attempt to explain the finer points of my positions.
I think it’s dead anyway. You know, nuance? No one’s much interested in give and take. For all the hell George W. Bush took over “you’re either with us or against us,” our jackass president and his jackass press secretary vigorously stoke adversarialism every chance they get, and on topics considerably less grave than radical Islam’s war on the West.
Sometimes I wonder if I even think nuance is ultimately valuable. I hold some complex positions, but my most important ones are pretty simple. For example, I believe the Constitution is an exhaustive list of federal government powers, and I believe it is easy to read and comprehend. I have an accurate understanding of where wealth comes from, and I believe that Washington is far more likely to hurt than help its creation and preservation. I believe evil exists, and I believe those perpetrating it against the United States are to be defeated, not appeased.
You and I shan’t walk far together politically unless we’ve got stuff like the preceding in common. Moreover, if you’re much past 30 years old and still breathlessly babbling about making the rich pay their fair share or hugging our enemies into not murdering us or whatever, I’m probably going to make some basic (and unflattering) assumptions about your intelligence, your judgment, or both.
Really, I’m just running out of patience with grown-ups who walk around believing fairy tales.
No, not much nuance there.
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I can’t hardly say that I blame you. I’ve severed a lot of acquaintances and not a few actual friendships over this, and though I felt bad about it at the time, I can’t say that the guilt has been long-lasting.
I was so fucking pissed when I wrote that last night. I toned it down a fair bit before I clicked Publish.
I’m with you. I have checked my patience for stupidity dipstick, and that sumbitch is bone dry.
I don’t think I’ve ever ended a friendship over political differences. Casual acquaintances, sure. That obnoxious person that just won’t shut the hell up and is impossible to have a reasonable conversation with. They are to be avoided if at all possible.
People believe what they believe and I allow them that – stupid or otherwise.
I’m getting mellower as I get older. My motto had become “Fuck it.” I can’t let all the shit flying around get to me or I’d just be miserable all the time.
As I get older, I’m getting less tolerant of people who want to pick a fight or say something snarky about politics but when somebody disagrees they start whining and acting like their feelings have been hurt. This seems like a pretty basic concept in life to me. “Don’t start none; won’t be any.” “If you can’t run with the big dogs then don’t get off the porch.” “If you can’t stand the heat, then stay out of the kitchen.” “Don’t start a fight if you can’t end it.” Basically, if you aren’t ready to defend your statement then don’t say it.
Oh, one more thing. I may slap the next person that says, “why can’t we all just get along?” What kind of a dumb-ass statement is that? No, I’m not going to “get along” with the drug dealers,terrorists, rapists and pedophiles.
Cheryl, there’s little question that I’m less mellow than I was. I retain a great deal of tolerance for differing views, but I just don’t have patience for what I view as some of the more egregiously silly beliefs anymore.
Lea, that’s it. If polemics is your thing, great. Come on in here and let’s dust it up. But if you’re a delicate wuss who can’t stand anything but fawning sycophancy, then do everyone a favor and don’t ever open your mouth in the first place.