***As ALWAYS, a quick reminder... this is OUR blog. Don't like it? Don't read it. NO flaming or hate or trolling allowed. I will burn yo ass if you try it. Be polite and considerate of the people who come here to just read and enjoy. Obviously you can see where I stand and what my views are, so don't be the jerk at the bar who had too much and tried to kiss the bouncer. Ok? Cool!***So, this upcoming election is like being in a continuously evolving relationship. Marriage material. Going steady. Something more substantive than a booty call.
I was thinking about how there is a huge life altering choice ahead. And somehow, I have to make it. Also, I had to get these two (four) men out of the political media dance and into perspective I can understand. This is the analogy that came to me as I massaged my scalp in the shower.
I've been seeing my current beau - Barack - for almost 4 years now. The relationship started with ferocity. It was whirlwind romance at it's best, with courtship and promises galore. We had similar, but not totally identical ideals, and I could deal with that. (Ok, he is seeing another woman and has kids - but no one is perfect) Honestly, I really can't give him too hard of a time, because I came with SUCH baggage from my last relationship. It was a wonder I even tried to commit again. But I did, and now I need to reevaluate my feelings.
Along comes Mitt, and I have to say, his approach was quite clumsy and while I do fall for goofy people, this was not the same thing. This was a clumsy arrogance I couldn't really get comfortable with. I didn't like that
So I had to take both guys on the things I knew - things I knew for myself or by virtue of actual verifiable facts. I didn't want a hack private dick to follow them around, so I stalked them myself.
Mitt was new. He was almost exciting. Then he spoke. I was bummed. He seemed to be against most things I was for - but I don't count people out for that. I consider that just because someone isn't FOR something doesn't mean they would go out of their way to create barriers, obstacles, or actual legislation against that same thing for others. Oh.... wait... Crap.
I get along really well with Barack's pal Joe. He's unpredictable, and sometimes he puts his foot in it, but you know where you stand with Joe, and he's fun at a BBQ. He's also really cool with my eclectic bunch of friends. At first I thought he'd be standoffish, but it turns out he even encouraged my man to take a deeper look and accept them like one of his own. I thought he had tourrettes, but it turns out he just spits out what he's thinking and likes interesting words. At least it's what he actually thinks!
I tried to have dinner with Mitt's best friend Paul. It was a disaster! We all went out to dinner, but it wasn't "fancy" enough for him. Then we were invited to a small art gathering and he was grumpy and moody, saying that my friends were evil and he's against all the stuff they do. He couldn't wait to get into office to ban a bunch of rights to protect his marriage and please his God. I asked him about LGBT stuff and he thought it was a lunch sandwich. I got a little pissed off, and when I stood up, I knocked a glass of soda onto the lap of the gentleman next to me. Paul promptly had him arrested for murder because he thought the guy ejaculated in him pants, and then he wept for the "peoplehoods" who had perished in that guy's khakis. Top it off, someone was playing RATM at the party and he started humming along. Turns out he thought the band name was a play on words about a human ATM machine. He never knew any lyrics, and no one likes the poser at the party who doesn't know the lyrics.
I love guns. I know, shocker to some of my friends, but going north to the ranges and learning about different kinds and shooting them in safety and even owning some in a legal and safe fashion for fun sporting or for personal protection - I'm gooooooood with it. So's Barack. He's never indicated or even tried to implement otherwise, although others keep telling me he's going to take them.
So, after thinking long and hard about these issues, I came to the conclusion that I needed to give my relationship more time. I mean, I wasn't kidding when I said I was a mess when we met - so how could I expect him to cut through all that crap and make my life perfect in four years? It wasn't possible. I'm NOT going to lie... I do feel let down. In many many ways, I feel like he let down the hopeful little girl I was by not following through on all the things he promised. However, those are still things I want to get done, and if everyone broke it off with their significant honey just because they weren't getting all the "honey-do" list items done when we want them done - no one would be in a relationship anymore. Also, it seems like my alternative would be someone I don't know. At least - even in the beginning - I knew what Barack stood for. With Mitt, I didn't like his ideals very much, but even those have been shaky from the start. There is too much questionable information about and even from him. He reminds me of the guy who uses the good linen to make a pointy-hooded "ghost costume". Don't get me started on Paul - just keep him away from my uterus. So, while I might have been able to get through having differences of opinion, it's hard to do that when you can't figure out just what those people's opinions are. And the few that they stand firm on go against my very core values and beliefs - right down to the probability of pushing members of my country, society, and family out of basic human rights and forcing us into a bizarre theologically based political platform of policy that doesn't have a plan to fund it or a basis of proven record.
So, congrats to my guy. I'm behind him for this run. I'm sure the next 70-something days will be filled with pandering, mudslinging, and gross misleasing claims on both sides - as this is the political toilet we've evolved into - but I'm trying to stay informed and open and positive. Granted, I'd love to be able to stand up and shout for him the way I did 4 years ago, but he'll have to regain my trust and earn that. For now, I'll keep dreaming of