Can you love me, despite my politics?
Last night, late, we ended up at Wit’s Inn for pizza, and T said that Bush was his man, his boy, his homie. G kept saying, no he’s not. And he kept saying, yes, he is. So T said that he thought Bush would go down as the best president the U.S. had ever had. Was I aghast? Yes, but I believe everyone is entitled to their own opinion and if you give me a good reason for your beliefs, I won’t dismiss them. I told T that Bush was the wrong man for a challenging time in the U.S. My personal belief is that when he took office there were three issues that the U.S. needed to address: education, health care, and poverty. Our president turned his back on all three of these domestic issues and instead led us into a foreign war that we knew going in we could not win.
The girls debated whether they could have a relationship with a man who loved George Bush.
T said even though Bush was his man, he’d give him up for G.
Why can’t a man and woman be in a relationship and have different political views? Does every relationship require a complete obedience to the same same everything? What of debate or spark or the other? – if we’re all the same – then what makes us different?