From wirkus in comments regarding the previous post:
Look man, I have nothing against any particular person. I have family in red states. I don’t think of them as evil. However, I think it’s common knowledge that once a group of people obtain mob mentality it DOES become hard to define the group as a collection of individuals. You have to start identifying the group by it’s group mindthink. SOMEONE voted this monster and what he represents back into office. A great many someones, in fact. And what did these people cite as the fact that they voted for George “Abu Ghraib” Bush? Moral values. And what do they listen to? Rush Limbaugh? And what do they watch? Fox News. And who tells them who to vote for? Their pastor. Again, these are generalizations of the group.
Is it unfair to make these generalizations? Of course.
Do I want the east coast, west coast, and industrial midwest to secede? No.
Can someone in Tenessee serve wine? Can they paint a picture? Yes.
Is it hard to accept defeat by a group of people suckered in by hucksters and power-mad shams? Is it difficult to be on the side that spent the last century campaigning for better rights for everyone; only to be spat upon because we may not believe in the Ghost in the Clouds, or simply because we live in close proximity to salt water? YES. It fucking is. So I apologize if I offended the delicate sensibilities of the south. I suppose I should scrape and beg for forgiveness if I’m ever to be afforded a mint julip again.
The linked and quoted story was presented cleary, though perhaps not clearly enough: it was cathartic for me, after being attacked for my geopolitical location and non Christ-worshipping ways, to read about someone who put to paper what I FELT was a response in kind. Does it help patch things up between me and “them”? No, it most certainly does not.
Let me make this entirely clear: I had a lot of emotional investment in this election. I DO NOT LIE when I say that I felt like I did on the morning of 9/11 the morning after the election. I do not make that statement lightly. It took me many hours to settle on that description of my mood. I needed closure; this post provided it. So maybe I’m a pussy. Maybe I shouldn’t become so involved. Maybe a lot of things. I’m willing to agree to them all and move on, but not before I made my final statement.
To wit, I believe that this country can be better than it is. I believe that we can move our country forward; that we can aspire not towards a utopian ideal, but towards a time when there is true equality and a chance for everyone who wants it to get a leg up in society. I believe that the President of the United States should not be chosen from one of a dozen politically powerful families. I believe all this and more because that’s what the people who started this thing believed. It’s not yet time to give up on that, and every time we take a step backwards, every time we regress rights and liberties rather than progress, the pit of my stomach will feel just as it did November 2nd, 2004.
So where are we? I found my closure this morning, and posted it without, apparently, sufficient personal reasons for doing so. Am I still an asshole? Am I a fuckface? Maybe… I just don’t know anymore.
–fuck a signature, someone call “first!”, then someone sign in as TinyRobot and post about how your balls are in a “blue state”. have fun.