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An insulated introspection:

With the election coming up, I have found it very handy to see what people post on facebook.  Now I know who to delete!  If I see someone supporting insert the opponent’s name of the guy you support here, I know that getting rid of them is the best thing to do for my blood pressure!!  I’ve also seen people disappear when I say something supporting insert the guy you support.  

LISTEN:

While I would never want to interfere with the advice given by someone’s physician, perhaps in this case your blood pressure would be better lowered by consuming less salt?

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again – only rigid class structures should arbitrarily prevent people from mixing.  And since we have ostensibly decided to do away with these time-honored mechanisms, and rightly so, we now have to use our teeny tiny little brains to sort out the people with whom to invest the last few hours of life to which we cling.

To use something like a political party or a singular position on any number of fiscal or social issues to make this determination is quite shoddy, in my humble and correct opinion.  How can you have a spirited debate with someone who only ever replies “Amen!”

That’s how a god must feel.  Anywho –

Perhaps a better way to tackle this is to ask – how do you have a spirited debate with someone who doesn’t agree with you and not get all bent out of shape?  And I mean spirited, lots of Italianesque hand-waving and Frenchified pointing and ooh-la-las?

Two words:

Grow up.

You want a couple more?

Grow the fuck up.

The history of partisan bickering is nothing new in this country, and get used to it – because it’s never going to change.  And it shouldn’t have to – least of all not on the case of your hurt feelings.  Did you know that Thomas Jefferson called John Adams “…a blind, bald, crippled, toothless man who is a hideous hermaphroditic character with neither the force and fitness of a man, nor the gentleness and sensibility of a woman”?  And Adams said Jefferson was “…a mean-spirited, low-lived fellow, the son of a half-breed Indian squaw, sired by a Virginia mulatto father”.

Yes they did.  Look it up.

And these were our ever hallowed Founding Fathers.

You can do better.  Well, better than those hideously out of context quotes, at any rate.

When you are able to look another person in the eye and honestly talk about what you think and feel and why, you start to get some semblance of human connection.  Probing further, you find out the historicity of each held position as opposed to the dogma enforced by heads-or-tails.  What happens when you can have a rational and spirited discussion, bringing forth facts and figures that haven’t been tainted by partisanship (good luck finding ’em, but they’re out there), personalizing with anecdotes and – what’s the phrase? Walking a mile in their shoes?  In this case, a few laps around the salon would do.

Eliminate the point of winning the argument, and replace it with understanding it.

And it is important that we do, because – and by all means, utilize your idiotic website however you like – we must continue to have the conversation.  Not about people, not about events, but about ideas, the things that motivate people and the seeds that create events.

Otherwise we reinforce the echo chamber, empower the yes-men and find ourselves rudely awakened when the pitchfork and torches crowd crashes the ball.

The pressure of your blood won’t matter so much if its all on the dance floor.

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