Out for my AM run on Thursday, after a long night of taking care of a feverish 1.5 year old, I got to thinking...
For those of you left leaning bloggers out there who have nestled themselves in their safe, insulated, communities, coming home for the holidays takes on that familiar knot-in-the-stomach meaning when you, once again, have to come face to face with Uncle Bagadoughnuts (or some such reichwinger relative - just imagine if you were Dick Cheney's Daughter, yes, the Lesbian one) who hasn't taken a bath since last thanksgiving, but is perfectly willing to give you advice on how to handle your "faggot" friends. So, I thought together, you, I, we - well, all of us bloggers could cobble together a compendium of advice on how to handle such wingnuts. In a very real and grassroots way, this is our opportunity to stare down the face of the red devil and stick him/her in the eye just to see what he/she does.
So, in the comments below, post your case scenareo and suggested solution, so that when/if we are confronted in a similar way, we will know how to respond. That is, as we learn from each other, we may be better prepared for the most outlandish of affronts. This could be hypothetical, but is more powerful if it was an exerpience you indeed had. You could also post the response you executed, and then at the end, post the response given the hindsight, you wish you would have executed.
This could be fun. Blog on friends.
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Let me address something you mentioned first: Dick Cheney's lesbian daughter is a Log Cabin Republican, from all evidence available. She campaigned for the evil fucker, fer Pete's sake! And as weird as it sounds, there are more such creatures out there, gay folks who are as Republican as any dorkwad GOP booster from Ohio or "The Heartland." I even have a friend, a gay woman, whom I discovered was a Repub when she wore her Support Bush teeshirt to the climbing gym last fall, because she was incensed over all of us liberal Climbers for Kerry and OUR teeshirts...Now, you'd think they would sense that the GOP is against them, that the GOP only uses them as a fake multicultural cover, but then you'd think any Blacks or Latinos would realize that, too. One good thing about the Katrina disaster, it flushed out that truth for many poor blacks, that the GOP could not care less about them. Latinos and politically conservative Jews will be harder to disabuse of their illusions, I think. They're paler than blacks, so the GOP will use them longer.
As for the holiday scenario: I have an even, I think, more awful one, the mother-in-law of whom I am proud and astonished that she switched to the Democratic Party over the last few years, yet she retains her racial bigotry pretty much intact. On the one hand, I applaud her for voting for Kerry. On the other, I have to listen to her blare things like,"Well, all the Indians were killing each other anyway when we discovered America, so it didn't matter that the settlers killed more of them."
Ot this gem, appropo of abuses of blacks:"Well, I didn't string them up down south." At that one, I looked at her and said,"Was that supposed to be a joke?" She stormed out onto our front porch, saying something about how I didn't understand her. Unfortunately, I do, only too well.
With her, I really have to grit my teeth and try not to react. She has a very mean streak in her, and WILL NOT SHUT UP, EVER. I tell myself you can only get an old dog to learn a couple of new tricks; she has spent her almost 80 years being a bigot, and I'm not going to be able to change her.
It's hard with family members; at least with friends you can just kind of not spend much time with them anymore. Although I miss that gay Repub friend; she's smart and nice.
And it's not always so black and white about people, is it? They are such bizarre amalgams...
windspike, isabelita is a little smokescreen for my real name. I think you have to spell it correctly on blogger, yes?
My wife and I are facing a holiday spent among right-wing, red-state, Bush-lovin', immigrant-hatin', liberal-bashin', relatives. We've already spent most of our ammo. But here's the funny thing about these "conservatives":
The husband works for the city (taxpayer funded job), has great benefits and retirement (provided by and protected by a union), lives in a house which was got as a great deal via HUD. The health benefits he and his family enjoys saved his daughters' lives (they both have had life-threatening health issues). The wife enjoys similar benefits, and also is active in her workplace union while privately opposing everything they stand for and voting against their interests (and hers). They are hypocrisy personified - and they are fervent supporters of George Bush.
I don't care what kind of wine goes with turkey. Pour me an extra glass.
So, windspike...shall I post here, or respond on my site?
okay- pointers for Thanksgiving....
(1) Want to realy educate and enlighten- Bring Homeless Iraq Vet(s) to dinner. ( That should shut things up for a little while)
(2) Announce Pagan Naked rituals to be held after dinner around the Burn Barrel behind the trailer.( tell your repug relatives it is either that or Nascar on NBC served with Budweiser)
(3)Offer to Show NOLA home movies( I have> 26 hours on tape- be happy to donate...no hour better than another) Nothing says thankfulness like a Rich, Blind Bigoted Leader...
(4) How about that old favorite after dinner game- Name the Indicted....
(5) Wear your Fitz Sexiest Man Alive t-shirt ( and on the back it has a picture of Scooter the Apprentice in a cage/jail with a Bear)
And just for a happy Thanksgiving Memory- I have one- when I was 8 or 9 and Nixon had just started his Happy White House Years, at Thanksgiving Dinner- I announced so that our whole neighborhood could hear- that he was a " a Big Dickhead". Now in my defense I thought the nickname I had learned on the playground was just making fun of his name- I had no idea WHAT it meant....and I was told to wash my mouth out with soap- (yes- I was the ONLY democrat in a fullhouse of repug idiots from an early age...sigh..yes poor me- very lonely..... Palmolive still reminds me of Nixon- and I was right)
Anyways hope some of these little ideas help...happy turkey day...gobble...gobble....
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