The only sad thing about this election day (well, aside from the death of Barack Obama’s grandmother), is how many people no longer have time to repair my opinions of them.
If you have said that Obama is a Muslim, that he’s a Marxist, that he’s the Antichrist, that he killed his grandmother, et cetera, you can just go jump off a cliff.
Vote against him? No problem. Many of the people I love best in the world would never vote for a Democrat. But if you are such an idiot, such a vicious little slime, that you can see your way clear to lying, distorting, rumor mongering, then you don’t get my respect ever again. And if you’re John McCain, you used to have it.
I was in the grocery store today with Gary and the boys and ran across a woman from our community. My husband genuinely likes her and her husband; they get on my nerves in a big way. This woman actually physically advanced as I politely retreated (trying to finish my shopping) so she could argue with me. (Obama’s going to take away all the conservatives rights. Libya approves of him and if terrorists approve of him, then of course he’s got to be bad news). She pointed out that I must be pretty lonely living in our area because my views are in a definite minority here. I assured her that I was accustomed to be the odd one out and rather liked it. When she said that voting for McCain was a no brainer as far as she was concerned. I bit my tongue. Hard.
The long and the short of it was that I am TIRED of put being on the hot seat by people who don’t understand why I chose the candidate I did, who want to imply that I made the decision I did because I didn’t have all the information and want to educate me with viral videos and internet myths.
Whoops. Sorry hot button issue for me too. I guess I am feeling outnumbered.
Mary, I saw your comment and was angry for you. I had to avoid replying just so I wouldn’t turn into a frothing lunatic. Wait. Too late. So I wouldn’t turn into a public frothing lunatic!