November 1, 2008 7:00 am
This week’s Spin Cycle (Brought to you by the talented Sprite’s Keeper) is on the topical topic of voting and elections. The opinions expressed here are my own and for all intents and purposes, are the truth (in my eyes).
By the time you read this, some of you will already know the outcome of this year’s election. Not because you’re psychic (you could be and if so, cool!) but since the Spins are relinked over at Sprite’s Keeper on Fridays. This year’s election is the most heated one that I can remember. To be fair, I’ve only been actively participating in the past few elections and wasn’t informed or aware of what was going on in politics before then. I came late in the game but I do my research to back up the very strong opinions that I have.
I’m an Obama fan, a Democrat through and through. Love me for it, resent me for it, but it’s who I am. I’ve mostly tried to stay away from the political posts this election but hey, the topic didn’t really allow it this week so here goes. I won’t go into my reasoning for liking Obama over McCain or start throwing names around because I’m going to try to keep things as civil as I can here. I will say that if Obama loses this election, I am going to be a very sad, frustrated and angry person. I would imagine any Republicans reading this would have the same emotions if McCain lost. You pick your team and stand behind them, winning is exciting and losing just plain sucks.
A few weeks ago at a family gathering, my older brother and I got into it. His seven year old stepson wanted to tell me a funny song he made up and I obliged by listening intently. It was how Obama is stupid and yada yada yada. Haha, very funny kid. Then he asked who I was voting for (this kid is seven but wise beyond his years) so I told him. My brother overheard the conversation and went nuts when he heard who I was voting for. He immediately went on the offensive, his body tensed up and his voice got angry. “You’re voting for that TERRORIST? He’s a Muslim Terrorist, how can you vote for him?” I laughed in his face and kept my cool (by telling him that his candidate was stupid along with a bunch of other mean words). I told my brother he was an idiot and I saw red. I might as well have called him a doo doo head and kicked him in the shins while I was at it. My mom sat there yelling at us both to STOP IT RIGHT THIS INSTANT like we were both kids again. I’m surprised she didn’t make us sit on our hands on different couch cushions like she did when we fought when younger.
I still love my brother but I learned a strong lesson that day. Stay away from politics when I talk to him. Or religion or sports. There are some things we don’t see eye to eye on and instead of discussing them rationally, we both resort to name calling and foot stomping. We become toddlers throwing a tantrum. My political tantrums aren’t just limited to my family and their political views, oh no. I’ve become extremely judgmental of anyone who doesn’t support my candidate. I drive down the road and get angry when someone with a McCain sticker cuts me off in traffic but if there’s an Obama sticker on the car in front of me, he can go as slow as he wants and I won’t get pissed at his snail paced driving. What has happened to me? The world used to allow for civil political discourse but anymore, politics are fighting words. Our street is lined with McCain signs and only ONE Obama sign. We haven’t put one in the yard since I know the hatred it could bring and I’d prefer to keep my mailbox UNSMASHED. I am so looking forward to this election being over so we can get back to being a country that isn’t divided and angry. A girl can dream, can’t she?