Politics & Double Standards
So, if you can believe it, I wasn’t always into politics. [I know, I can hear all my readers laughing at me right now.] If you’ve followed this for any length of time, it’s pretty common knowledge that I can get heated from time to time. But I swear to you, this wasn’t always the case.
Ok, well let me rephrase that. I’ve always LOVED politics. My senior year of high school, I was forced to campaign for a local election. I chose a Republican. Why? I have no clue. But I had a blast! Phone calls. Holding signs on the street corner. The thrill of Election Day! We may have lost, but I was hooked.
I chose the college that I ended up going to because I wanted to be an elementary school teacher, and this college had one of the best elementary ed programs in the Western half of the country. I declared Pre-Law on my first day. I worked for the Associated Press on Election Days to take in phone calls from precincts around the country calling in with their numbers. I witnessed Al Gore win — then lose to Shrub — in the 2000 Presidential Election all in one night. It was amazing. [Well … not Gore losing. But the whole experience!]
But I never talked about it as much as I do until I moved to this town. I’m not quite sure what the reason for that is, because my passion for it has never wavered since that day I stepped foot into the campaign office. It’s not like I moved here and WHAM — major obsession with politics. Maybe it’s because of where I grew up. Everybody I know from back home in Seattle leans to the left. And it’s no secret that people that graduate with higher learning degrees tend to be more liberal. Most of my friends did indeed fit into this category. But not all of them. I remember a heated argument with my friend Nicki after a Colorado Mammoth game and one too many free beers at the Pepsi Center [thank you, Dan the Bartender!!!]. One of my best friends, Tyson, is a severe Republican, and again, we have argued many times over the state of the world. [For the record, I am not saying that I only have two friends who are to the right. I have many. They are just the first two people who popped into my head.] But not once have I ever thought less of them because of what they believe. And because they are my friends, they do not think any less of me. It is what it is, and it definitely does not define me, or them.
But holy shit, in this town, it sure does define who I am. I’m an Army Spouse, in a Military Town. And therefore, I’m apparently expected to be a certain way. Fit a certain mold.
My husband told me a couple of weeks ago to never change who I was. To keep on being myself, because he loves me for exactly that, and those who are truly my friends love me for who I am too. And you know what? I’m happy with who I am. But I feel like people who are close to me [not everyone, but a few] in this town are trying to change me. That they can’t accept me for who I am, and sadly my political beliefs are at the core of all of that. It seems to be the defining character trait, and they keep reminding me that. I can’t post an article on my facebook account without getting ripped a new one, or being made fun of, or talked about behind my back. But OHMYGOD if I even comment on an altering viewpoint, watch out. World War III. Brittany the crazy liberal is at it again. WHY THE HELL WON’T SHE SHUT UP AND CONFORM ALREADY??
I am who I am. Yes. I think we need to save more trees. I that believing that screaming that the Government shouldn’t control everything [like Health Care] and than turning around and yelling in the same breath that they should control other things [abortion] is completely hypocritical. I don’t think that drilling for more oil is the answer, and I think alternative energy sources — like solar & wind power — are so much better for this world.
But that’s not all that I am. I am a great artist, and a great photographer. I love animals and if I had a house big enough, I would save every damn one of them that needed saving. I am a great sister, daughter, grand daughter, neice, cousin and wife. I am a loyal friend and when duty calls — day or night — I will be there for you. I am creative, smart, well-spoken and good at my job. I am a proud Army wife who is proud of my husband’s job. There are many facets to this face and this personality. I’m also a Democrat. Sadly, it’s the last one that seems to matter the most. And it’s really unfortunate. Because I am a good person.
And people in my life are missing out on that because they can only focus on that one thing. Really, it’s a shame.