Feb 07 2008
on NOT talking politics
Brillig (with a hint of desperation): Did you get the computer to connect?
Hubby: No, the connection’s down. I can’t figure out why.
Brillig: WHAT?? It can’t be down. No, no, no, no, no! I just wrote something that they’re going to eat me alive for, and I need to know what they’re saying!
Hubby: I know, I read it. They’ll DIE when they hear you’re voting for Clinton. DIE! Almost everyone thinks you’re voting for Obama! hahaha. They really don’t know you at all, do they? I can’t believe you went there—to politics, I mean. I never thought you’d do that.
Brillig: I know. I can’t believe it either. And knowing the diversity of my readers, they’re probably fighting like pitbulls right about now.
Hubby: Good news, though. Not ONE of your readers had voted for Huckabee when I last checked. At least there’s that.
Brillig: Yeah, my readers are a classy bunch.
Hubby: *snort* yeah, super classy. But I think you’re about to lose them all.
Brillig: I don’t think I’ll write about politics anymore. My opinions are so strong, and so well-researched, and fit so perfectly with my religious beliefs that I’m always so surprised when people who supposedly share my religious beliefs have such an opposite view of politics from me! And I find myself wanting to fight. I want to tell them why they’re wrong and I’m right. But then again, I hate fighting and it does no good. ABSOLUTELY NO GOOD! Political debate is like Bible-bashing. It accomplishes nothing— no one is moved to change their mind, it just makes everyone angry. And what’s the point of that? I think I won’t talk about politics. And when people call me nasty things, I’ll just shut up. There’s no reason to get into it any deeper.
Hubby: That’s wise. I think you can definitely expect people to call you nasty things. Hillary provokes such an emotional response! People either adore her or hate her. People either adore her supporters or hate them.
Brillig: True. I’ve always been behind her, and I’ve always felt the admiration/hatred for throwing my hat in that ring. That was the one teeny-tiny-itty-bitty silver lining to Kerry losing in ‘04— it opened up the door for Hillary in ‘08.
Hubby: Hahaha. You’ve been saying “Hillary in ‘08″ for as long as I’ve known you!
Brillig. True. Hey, is the internet back up yet? Don’t say no. My WORLD COMES TO A COMPLETE STOP when the internet is down. Is it back up yet?
Hubby: No, not yet. And that’s really pathetic. You’ll just have to be patient. *snicker* But you promised to tell them who you’re voting for. How are you going to do that if you’re not talking about politics anymore?
Brillig: I’m not sure. Maybe I’ll just say it and then turn off comments.
Hubby: Nah, leave the comments on and just let ‘em go to town on it, and you can just stay out of the conversation.
Brillig: And then I can just vent to you, instead of fighting with my friends!
Hubby: Yikes. Um, how ’bout instead of venting to me, you vent to Luisa.
Brillig: Hahaha. Great plan. That’s what I’ll do. Is the internet up yet?
Hubby: Yup!
Brillig: Do you still love me, even though I’m an uppity woman voting for an uppity woman?
Hubby: Hmmmmmmmmm… I’ll have to think about that. *snicker*
(…as it turns out, he does still love me…)
