On my walk this morning I happened upon a house that had two signs in front. One for Obama. One for McCain. I was charmed.
Did we have a little James Carville/Mary Matalin action going on right here in the neighborhood?
The house was really beautiful. Quite affluent, but cottagy. Homey. Well maintained.
How do they do it? How do people with opposite political views live together? Do they just agree not to discuss it? Have they somehow developed a way to dialogue respectfully? Whenever I talk politics or observe others doing the same, it is nothing more than one up-man-ship. And what kills me is that the people doing the talking try to act like what they are saying is all their own idea, when it is mostly just a regurgitation of what they've heard others say. I do it myself. That's why, if at all possible, I don't engage.
No one is going to convince anyone else of anything.
Through my whole walk I thought of that house. Those signs. It gave me some sort of hope. As I looped back I passed it again. This time I looked more closely. There the signs stood side by side, one for McCain, and the other one said, "NO-BAMA."
F@#! it all to hell. I need to get some glasses.