This time of the year I always feel like I am caught in the
middle. Sometimes I wonder if I am the
only one that feels this way . . . with the growing number of independents out
there that seems hard to believe.
Once again this is a crazy, polarized election season. My family and older friends lean toward the
republican base and my co-workers and newer friends lean toward the democratic
base. And me? Well we have already discussed my thoughts
and not much has changed (Turns out that I have not really posted about my political beliefs - mainly because I don't really like talking about politics. So the Cliff Notes version is as follows: I believe the two party system is flawed and currently only serves to deepen the divide between Americans. I don't believe we are getting the best candidate for a position when all you have to do is say, 'vote for me, because you don't want the other guy to get elected.')
I will be so happy when tomorrow has finally arrived.
It never fails that both factions of my world get caught up
in either parties propaganda and begin to demonize the other side. It kind of cuts me emotionally every election
because I care deeply for people on both sides.
So when I hear someone say something negative about people that side
with one party or the other, it is one person I care about saying hurtful
things toward someone else that I care about.
The few times I have voiced my concerns have rarely turned
out well. People believe so strongly in
their political leaning that they almost always get the impression that I am
attacking them. I am truly at a loss as
to how to fix the perceived political polarization problem (the alliteration
was unintended, but I like it!) without offending someone, so I just sit back
and listen to the negative and do my best to not be dragged into it.
. . . Sometimes I succeed . . . and sometimes I fail.
Tomorrow it will finally end. However, no matter who wins tonight, I will
get to spend the next four years hearing how horrible things are from the
losing side. So no matter who wins,
Sandalmarks loses.
Until next we meet.
You can count these two grandparents amount your co-workers and newer friends. Sometimes it's tempting to hide my head in the sand.
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