I had dinner with a bunch of Democrats last night.
I couldn’t help it. I’m related to all of them by marriage. They seem to be in a quandary. They spoke for all Democrats everywhere and the dilemma they all share.
What is it, you ask?
What’s a Democrat to do?
They really don’t like Obama. He doesn’t have their confidence and they feel he lacks experience. On the other hand, they can’t vote for McCain. Why? Because he is a Republican, and anything connected to Republicans is repugnant.
I asked, Is party ideology more important to you than what you feel in your gut is right?
I was told it’s more important to oppose the despicable ideology of the Republican Party. Of course, if you don’t agree with them, you must be a Republican (which I ain’t either).
Wasn’t McCain the fair-haired boy who, in their eyes, set the bar for all those to the right of center to be like?
These seemingly rational, intelligent people clenched their jaws, popped the veins in their necks and turned purple in the face when they spoke of Republicans. Nazism, Stalinism and Islamofascism don’t get this kind of play from them.
These beacons of tolerance and open-mindedness have no room in their world for those who would dare to disagree.
When I used the term left-wing Democrats, merely referring to the extreme elements of the party, I thought my father-in-law would blow a gasket. How dare I call Democrats left wing?
After he shut up about neo-Nazi right wing blogs, I asked him if he ever heard of MoveOn.org.
I pointed out to him that the Democrats of today are not from the same mold as Harry Truman or JFK, and that if he thought the Democratic Party was centrist, he was delusional.
It’s nice to see how their vision of the future will be achieved. The country will be united by eliminating all polarizing factors. If you don’t agree with them you are divisive.
A friend of mine has some liberal relatives coming to town next month. We should get them all together and sing Woodie Guthrie songs.
What’s a Democrat to do?
I’ll tell you.
You can all kiss my ass in Macy’s window.
