And I'm not talking about the weather — although today really was. Just ask my rain-soaked hair that dried into a sort of fuzzy flat-top.
But what I'm really talking about is the ugly-nasty-meanness percolating (approaching the boiling point?) as the election season marches toward November 4th. The spewing hatred boggles my mind. The racists are kicking down the door and scrambling into the daylight. It began with the McCain/Palin mob scenes at their rallies, like permission was granted to behave like, well, mobs. I feel nervous when I see footage of Obama before his massive crowds. (Are the Secret Service absolutely positive that some nut job isn't lurking out there with a gun?)
Much of this abominable behavior, I know, is rooted in desperation. When things are looking rather dire, flail those arms (and mouths!) Dredge up those inflammatory potshots, like "terrorist," "Muslim," and (oh dear) "socialist." Oooh. But it's getting even nastier:
- 30 car tires slashed at an Obama rally.
- This cartoon made me physically sick.
- And this woman (Congresswoman Michelle Bachmann of Minnesota, who claims that Obama is "anti-American" and supports a witch-hunt to see who else might be — remember McCarthy?) makes me wince in shame — that we share gender and air space on this planet.
This is what the "religious right" stands for? Hatred, intolerance, and judgment? Isn't that the antithesis of what it's supposed to be? (Right...)
And that's the reason why I cannot be party to that party.
You know, in case you were wondering.
