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I've always been opinionated, and for the most part I've considered that a strength for myself. It enabled me to climb the corporate ladder a bit and then start my own business. I married a man who respects my opinion (and vice versa) even when we disagree.
But now, for some reason, the political landscape's intense toxicity has seeped into my own life, family and happiness. Ever since Dr. Ford's testimony before the Senate committee, I've felt my grip on serenity and happiness slipping bit by bit. I feel as though I don't even want to watch the news any more as every day brings one more shitstorm from the White House or the Republicans. I'm becoming what I used to look down on: a disconnected apathist.
It came to a head over the weekend. My brother and I got into it over Kavanaugh. He, a right wing fundamentalist gun lover, started trying to draw false equivalencies between the Republican tactics as they push the nomination through and past behavior by the Dems. He knows I don't call myself a "Dem" strictly speaking - I'm actually a progressive who votes mostly Dem because I detest the Repubs. He threw all kinds of baloney at me about Bill Clinton's behavior towards women (which I've never condoned), dug out a number of other minor tidbits from Fox News that I easily refuted, and just kept at me. So I finally blocked him on FB completely. I've unfriended him in the past, but this seemed like a better solution since we cannot see each other's posts. (I realize some of you hate FB, and I understand that, but it does keep me in touch with family members I actually like).
I told my husband that I am now officially disowning this asshat. I don't care what he says or thinks. I don't care if he lives or dies. I won't be going to his funeral and don't really want him at mine. My late parents would roll over if they knew, but since we cannot agree on a single thing I see no more point in communicating with him. This isn't good for my blood pressure.
And this morning, I was browsing the page of a dear friend of mine who shares my feelings on the Orange Monkeyturd. Some stranger (amorphous name) chimed in again with the same sort of false equivalency. I had to check the user name since it sounded so familiar. Where do these people get the idea that "whataboutism" is a valid debate tactic? What leads them to believe that those of us on the liberal side of the aisle ever loved Bill Clinton as much as they try to claim? It's a non-starter argument but it angers me that more people fail to grasp the most rudimentary tenets of political debate.
All this has effected my health. This week my acid reflux is back in full force, despite my doc's latest Rx, and I'm not enjoying being unable to even keep my lunch down.
Again, this is all Trump's fault I mean, really, may as well blame him since I don't remember ever feeling so on edge and upset under any other Republican administration in my life. What the hell has happened to us? Tell me I'm not alone please! I'm hovering on the brink of homicidal insanity lately!
But now, for some reason, the political landscape's intense toxicity has seeped into my own life, family and happiness. Ever since Dr. Ford's testimony before the Senate committee, I've felt my grip on serenity and happiness slipping bit by bit. I feel as though I don't even want to watch the news any more as every day brings one more shitstorm from the White House or the Republicans. I'm becoming what I used to look down on: a disconnected apathist.
It came to a head over the weekend. My brother and I got into it over Kavanaugh. He, a right wing fundamentalist gun lover, started trying to draw false equivalencies between the Republican tactics as they push the nomination through and past behavior by the Dems. He knows I don't call myself a "Dem" strictly speaking - I'm actually a progressive who votes mostly Dem because I detest the Repubs. He threw all kinds of baloney at me about Bill Clinton's behavior towards women (which I've never condoned), dug out a number of other minor tidbits from Fox News that I easily refuted, and just kept at me. So I finally blocked him on FB completely. I've unfriended him in the past, but this seemed like a better solution since we cannot see each other's posts. (I realize some of you hate FB, and I understand that, but it does keep me in touch with family members I actually like).
I told my husband that I am now officially disowning this asshat. I don't care what he says or thinks. I don't care if he lives or dies. I won't be going to his funeral and don't really want him at mine. My late parents would roll over if they knew, but since we cannot agree on a single thing I see no more point in communicating with him. This isn't good for my blood pressure.
And this morning, I was browsing the page of a dear friend of mine who shares my feelings on the Orange Monkeyturd. Some stranger (amorphous name) chimed in again with the same sort of false equivalency. I had to check the user name since it sounded so familiar. Where do these people get the idea that "whataboutism" is a valid debate tactic? What leads them to believe that those of us on the liberal side of the aisle ever loved Bill Clinton as much as they try to claim? It's a non-starter argument but it angers me that more people fail to grasp the most rudimentary tenets of political debate.
All this has effected my health. This week my acid reflux is back in full force, despite my doc's latest Rx, and I'm not enjoying being unable to even keep my lunch down.
Again, this is all Trump's fault I mean, really, may as well blame him since I don't remember ever feeling so on edge and upset under any other Republican administration in my life. What the hell has happened to us? Tell me I'm not alone please! I'm hovering on the brink of homicidal insanity lately!