…is the national Presidential election. Politicians are already throwing their hats in the ring. Nasty comments are already popping up–and that’s just Facebook. Wait ’til next year. Things will really rock and roll!
I’m going to say this right now, and hope I won’t get all the crap. I’m a Democrat. I’ve been one all my life, although I haven’t necessarily voted for the Democratic candidate. And another thing I’m saying now is that I support Hillary Clinton in her race for the Presidency of the US.
If you want to drop me as a friend or disown me as a relative, that’s okay. I’m sorry that you feel that way, but if it bothers you that much, maybe it’s for the better.
The fact that we can’t all agree on one candidate is the reason we have elections. The person with the majority of votes wins…although people can’t understand this, and act as if the Commander in Chief is living in that big white house on Pennsylvania Avenue because he won a lucky lottery ticket or something. No, folks, he’s there because the majority of the people voted him in, whether you personally like it or not.
Mostly all of my family and friends, and probably 90 percent of my fellow co-workers were Republicans, or don’t bother to vote at all. I’ve listed to the most outrageous comments about sitting Democrat presidents, and not just the Big Guy, but his wife and family, too. How rude! Didn’t anyone tell you if you don’t have anything nice to say, to keep your mouth shut?
My parents were Republicans, probably for the reason that the older man next door to my dad’s family was a local Republican councilman. My mother, who married at age nineteen and moved into her husband’s mother’s house, wasn’t finished blowing out the twenty-one candles on her cake when the neighbor was signing her up to be a registered Republican , (so she could vote for him !) and she stayed that way all her life. Why? She couldn’t tell you.
When I was eighteen, the laws changed, and I was eligible to vote. In my first Presidential election, I voted against Richard Nixon…and my candidate lost. Since then, I’ve voted for three Dem presidents that won. Why? Because I liked the guys. I liked what they stood for. Was I pleased with them all the time? Nope. Sometimes I wanted to say, “What were you thinking, buddy?”
But I’ve been respectful. Regardless of who’s sitting in that Oval Office, I know that the majority of Americans put him there. I may have complained in the privacy of my own home, but I never said anything mean, insulting, racist or demeaning in public, or especially on social media.
Last year, I shared a column written by a Canadian who was shocked at how disrespectful American citizens are towards President Obama, and I started a fire storm, this likes of which I could never have imagined. Comments made to me were nasty, patronizing and insulting. People who defended my opinions got into fights with those disagreeing, and it got really bad from there. I “unfriended” people because of it. I vowed to stick to animal pictures and recipes, and although I have gotten a bit more daring on occasion, I’ve stayed out of politics.
But, like I said at the beginning, elections are just around the corner. November 2016 will be here in a blink of an eye. I don’t care you vote for, but just respect that fact that not everyone shares your opinion. And please–no nastiness toward the candidate or his–or her–supporters.