A conversation about a proposition
Yesterday I called my mom to complain about the group of young children I saw on a street corner holding "Yes on Prop 8" signs. I was so infuriated that a couple of soccer moms would drag their children out to pander for a proposition which they probably don't understand and really, has nothing to do with them (in less one of them were gay - and chances are there was a least a few - and then the prop. would affect their future as American citizens). So, I called her to let her know about the stupidity of it all, and while she agreed that using kids was a lame and stupid tactic, she divulged that she was voting yes on 8.
I nearly cried. I'm not kidding you, tears welled up in my eyes. We argued over the phone for probably twenty minutes, each of our sides important to us. I don't think I was able to sway her, and for the rest of the night I was angry and disappointed beyond belief. But then, the next morning, I realized that I am actually grateful for this interaction.
I am very lucky to have been raised in a household where debate & discussion were not only tolerated but encouraged. We were taught to examine our choices and make informed decisions, no matter if our parents agreed with them or not. I'm not talking about things like drugs, alcohol or anything like that (we did have rules enforced) but when it came to our opinions about religion, politics, etc., we were always told to have an open mind.
So we can agree to disagree. And at least my vote will counteract hers.
No on 8!
I nearly cried. I'm not kidding you, tears welled up in my eyes. We argued over the phone for probably twenty minutes, each of our sides important to us. I don't think I was able to sway her, and for the rest of the night I was angry and disappointed beyond belief. But then, the next morning, I realized that I am actually grateful for this interaction.
I am very lucky to have been raised in a household where debate & discussion were not only tolerated but encouraged. We were taught to examine our choices and make informed decisions, no matter if our parents agreed with them or not. I'm not talking about things like drugs, alcohol or anything like that (we did have rules enforced) but when it came to our opinions about religion, politics, etc., we were always told to have an open mind.
So we can agree to disagree. And at least my vote will counteract hers.
No on 8!