I've been gently informed by my Mom that I might want to "back off the political stuff" on my blog, because I'm sounding like Republicans used to sound when Clinton was in office. And I remember at the time, SWEARING I would never, ever sink to that level, because the behavior of the rabid right-wingers during the Clinton years disgusted me so.
Now, here's the thing about my Mom. She is beautiful and brilliant and wonderful and compassionate and the best person who could ever have been appointed by God to raise ME (it was NOT a task for the faint of heart). She is a shining example of God's expectations of us here on earth. She's tough, she's fair, she's generous to a fault, she has the work ethic of that Jamaican family, the Hedleys, from the old "In Living Color" sketches ("What?!? You mean you only got t'ree job? Is you lazy, mon?"), and she has a capacity to love and forgive that is beyond anything you could EVER imagine. Trust me on this. And she votes Republican. Not all the time--I don't think there's ever an election when she doesn't split her ballot (as do I) at least a somewhat--but for the most part. It's what she feels is right, and she respects that in my politics, I am doing what I feel is right, both of us with the guidance of God, as we understand it through prayer, reflection, and the burdens which are placed on our hearts. We joke that we go to the polls to cancel each other out, although at least on the local level, we don't.
NOW--Wrap your mind around this paradox: MY MOTHER IS ALWAYS RIGHT. That's right. And while I am firm in my political and social convictions, and realize that they don't always agree with hers, I am still able to accept the fact that darn it, she's never wrong. She may have opinions that do not agree with mine, but when it comes down to facts, and the basic truths of life, she's infallible. You know, like the Pope is supposed to be--only he's not, my Mom is. (All right, I made that up, no one's infallible, not even the Pope, apologies to devout Catholics everywhere, but IMO we're all human and therefore imperfect.) Hey, if I can follow movies like "The Jacket", I can sure grasp this personal paradox in my life.
SO--the point here is, while I may still do some "commenting" on political/social topics(I can hardly see being able to keep from it, with the way things are going), I'll try to leave it to the facts and cut down on the mouth-foaming editorializing. I was doing pretty well on that Witt post until I lost it a little and got emotional. But hey, if you haven't heard, I'm a little crazy lately. We'll blame it on that.
Oh, and the perfect irony here? My mother's MOTHER? Another gorgeous, brilliant, well-informed, compassionate Southern lady (I mean, it had to come from SOMEWHERE, right?), who happens to be a devout Christian, a Southern Baptist, a genteel, generous individual who votes Democrat. That's right. And you know what? SHE is also right. My heart fills with joy at just the thought of my whole fantastic family. We don't all agree, but none of us are wrong. How about that?