I Haven’t the Slightest Ibama…
March 13, 2010
I’m going to be honest. I feel like a crappy Democrat. Not because I’m feeling the Crazy from the Republican side, but because I’m so embarrassingly clueless about everything Obama is doing in office. I understand I’m to blame for this, and I guess you could call me anti-American and dub my vote wasted, but I still wouldn’t know what you were talking about, and I’m not sure you would either. One thing’s for certain: I can’t be the only one who’s feeling useless.
With all this talk of Health Care and “Vote! Stop talking and vote!” I’m feeling out of the loop. I’m sure I could go online and spend two hours catching up on my knowledge and become a more informed American, but… in a way, (heavy yawn) I don’t wanna. There’s so much backlash right now from the Right that I’m almost tired of arguing with them.
Fine, just say it, I think. Obama’s a Socialist, he wasn’t born in the United States, the Tea Party rocks and Sarah Palin can set this country straight with a smile and good intentions.
There’s so much separation between people, and so much hatred and fear being tossed around that frankly I’m sick of it. I’m tired of arguing and picking sides and convincing myself that my way of thinking is the only way of thinking. Enough of this playground “You suck. I win. HA! *raspberry*” bullcrap.
The majority of this country voted Obama. If you’re reading my blog, you probably live in Teton County, which was one of two counties Obama won in Wyoming. Either way, this generation is mostly liberal, so there has to be at least one of you who feels like I do. When Obama was running, I was all about his campaign. I donated, I researched, I fact-checked, I rallied, I argued and impolitely spat on Sarah Palin like the rest of the world. I still have my Obama sticker on my car. When he won, I tried to convert Republicans by outlining all of the good Obama can do for our country. But now, my fire is gone. My spark has fizzled and now I can’t be arsed to relight it. Because, honestly, what’s the point in fighting when the other side won’t stop until 2012 or longer? And why do sides matter so much? Aye me.
Politics has never been my strong suit. I got a C+ in Mr. Stines’s AP Government in High School, which was good enough for me. I wish I could argue like a smarty pants and win every discussion I plunge into, but I’m not very good at it. So, what does that make me? I know I’m not the only fading Obama supporter. I know that I’m lazy about our country and I will admit it freely. By writing this I assume I’ll be told that I’m being ridiculous and should just become knowledgeable about everything because, whether I like it or not, it does matter to me. It does affect me.
What direction do I go in now? I know I’ll make an educated vote every 2 and 4 years. I know I’ll vaguely take interest in the State of the Union and rejoice when my tax return comes in the mail. I know Sarah Palin will always be slightly annoying in my mind. I know that a president’s teleprompters will never bother me. Yet, I also know that I’ll watch “Survivor” every time it’s on…
Ultimately, I feel embarrassed because everything tells me I should be. But, man, I’m enjoying my life right now. I love it! I love my family and my friends. Things are so amazingly awesome and I’m extremely happy. Why would I waste precious time to argue about politics with someone and make enemies? My parents voted for McCain, and yet whenever politics comes around you can be sure we’re at each other’s throats. Why? I don’t know! Because you’re supposed to! Here’s what I stick by: Believe what you believe in, but don’t push your belief system onto other people.
Today, there’s stuff going on in Washington D.C. There’s a bunch of people talkin’ about stuff and arguin’ and decidin’ about more stuff like where our country’s headed. And in Wyoming, there’s a twenty-two year old guy writing a blog, working on a novel, enjoying these Spring days. He’s headed to Chicago this summer to pursue his passion, and counting down the days (118). He is watching the first season of “30 Rock” and is reading a book by Paul Auster. He ate a bagel this morning and drank a delicious latte. He doesn’t know the details of the health care bill.
And he’s fine about it. Just fine.