Diandra, who lives in Germany, nailed it when she said Republicans base their strategy on fear. I simply refuse to live in my life as a cautionary tale. To some, I may appear a bit reckless. And there are certainly times and situations where I've learned it's best to keep my pinko-Commie-liberal thoughts to myself.
Like yesterday, for example.
I was in a checkout line, sporting an Obama-Biden button on my jacket, when the young man ringing up my purchase said he had an Obama poster on his living room wall.
Silly me, I took that as an invitation to talk politics. Before I could respond, he said, "But I'm sure not voting for him this year. In fact I'm not voting for anyone."
|Like this little lady, I also was|
rocking my deer-in-the-headlights
look yesterday afternoon.
Whoa, I did NOT want to go there. I thanked him and left. Quickly. I will never patronize that establishment again. (I'm sure other stores sell denture adhesive.) In fact, I think I should probably report him to his manager. (Maybe he is the manager, scary thought.) Whatever happened to 'the customer is always right?'
Yeah, so I was a little rattled after that. But in general, I will stand up for my principles and ideals and I won't back down. (If I just planted a Tom Petty earworm in your pretty little head, well, you're welcome.)
When dealing with a crazy person, however, sometimes discretion is the better part of valor.