Those Liberals

 

With Linda vacationing with her daughter in Brazil, our couple of couple friends took pity on moi, the erstwhile bachelor, and invited me to dine with them without her on Saturday night. Normally we six break up into twos or threes, which groups shift during the course of the evening, but often it’s on the basis of gender. The girls talk about interior decorating and the boys about hunting and other manly arts.

This time I joined the two girls. Hey, they’re cuter and softer, and I’m not much interested in hunting anyway. Also, I like to take a break from politics now and then, especially with these neoliths. Plus, Carla got a new etagere and Carol was accessorizing it with baskets and copper canisters and other kitcheny stuff. I suggested she add some lighting from underneath, an idea that was enthusiastically received, but mostly I saw to a dwindling of the hors d’oeuvres.

At dinner, as happens frequently, Bud launched into a loud harangue against The Liberals, vocally supported by Don. Both are small business owners who have to deal with the incompetence of our state legislators in such matters as workers comp and employee health coverage. They’ve got a right to gripe, although they seem to feel I share responsibility for the current mess.

That’s because they think I’m a liberal, and when I open my mouth, they expect me to defend these hatchlings of Satan. You’d think they’d be over it by now, considering that I own guns, am working for the Racial Privacy Initiative, and acidly deride our Democratic governor and governor-lite, but they still think of me as one of the opposition.

Voices were raised, again, as I insisted that the ceaseless ranting against The Liberals was mindless and counterproductive. It didn’t matter that many of the elected officials who got us into this miasma consider themselves liberals. The problem, I insisted futilely, is that they are corrupt and incompetent.

Indeed, name-calling damnable pols gets in the way of resolving our problems. It’s a diversion, like trying to fix our ghettos by focusing on skin color instead of poverty, violence, and ignorance. Or ranting about Red China when the issue isn’t communism but brutal domination by the psycho-crooks running the government for their own purposes.

John Kennedy said, "Tolerance implies no lack of commitment to one’s own beliefs. Rather it condemns the oppression and persecution of others." Love ya, guys, but at least with the girls, a brightening idea is welcome.

And that’s SetonnoteS...I’m Tony Seton.

 

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