Today at the spaghetti dinner I had a conversation with a friend whom I admire in many ways. Big heart. Lots of energy. A recognition that BushCo is a trainwreck of an administration. Well, I made the mistake of letting my curiosity get the best of me and so finally asked what it was she liked about the candidacy of Hillary Clinton that motivated her to place three Clinton signs in her yard.
"I don’t like him," she said. "Because he didn’t put his hand on the bible and he doesn’t put his hand over his heart."
It was as if I was in a haunted house and some creepy, crawly creature jumped out at me; I had no control. I screamed. Because I was horrified to meet someone up close and in person who couldn’t tell me anything positive about her chosen candidate yet was casting a vote against the opposition candidate based on media manipulation and lies. I know plenty of people have done just that in the past seven years or so (for dawg’s sake, 27% still think Bush is doing a heckuva job), but I’ve resigned myself to them being so adamantly ignorant that nothing could blast them into reality. My solace was that the majority of the population would use its brainpower regarding the upcoming election. Wrong.
The whole scene got ugly. Friend got upset. I was embarrassed to have reacted so vocally and apologized profusely. But then it got quieter and the conversation continued. I pointed out Clinton’s vote on the Kyl/Lieberman Amendment which basically lays the groundwork for invading Iran in a repeat of Iraq, and someone else responded with "The U.S. is already the world’s police, so what’s another country?"
I kid you not.
What is there left to say when people put more energy into their ignorance than their awareness?
After the fact I wondered if maybe I could’ve changed their perspectives if I’d mentioned Clinton’s vote against banning land mines.