I have this thing about not discussing politics. I know, I discuss politicians all the time, but that’s a little different, at least in my mind. When you discuss the person, you keep things abstract and somewhat detached; when you discuss their beliefs, you ensure things will go tits up in seconds-flat. There isn’t any polite discourse about politics anymore.
I don’t vote for reasons akin to my refusal to discuss policy: I don’t have an opinion to share or a complaint to voice that will be aided in any way by my casting a vote for some asshole, or telling some other asshole who I want to vote for, if anyone. I’m not on one side of the fence, nor on it. I have my own system of beliefs that don’t fit any mold precisely. That’s true for a good many people, I guess.
All that being said, it surprises me how many Obama supporters act precisely like the McCain Mob, those Republican fanatics so universally and vehemently dispised by Democrats. Everyone’s so defensive and paranoid these days, you’d think George Orwell had written the story of our lives. Ask any single person on the street who they support and why, and they’ll instantly assume you’re for the other side. No, seriously–go try it.
Back already, eh? And how was it? Like being assaulted with picketing signs, only the signs were shovels and were on fire? That sounds like modern, enlightened political discussion to me!
I’m not voting this season, or in any other, until the system retreats from its current “Lesser Evil” format. I don’t like Obama, and I wouldn’t trust McCain to tell me the time of day. Anyone else is a wasted vote. There’s just no reason to vote this year. I’m trying to avoid watching political television, too, but it isn’t easy. My sick desire to see something terrible happen keeps me tuned in all the time.
That’s true for a lot of people, too.