Sigh. I had gone through this months before with a woman I’d see while walking the dogs. This was before the Obama machine had really swung into full gear with its divisive and strong-arm tactics. It was before even I had decided he was NOT the one.
I had raised a few questions about Obama and why I had some doubts and was met with an “I don’t care, I LIKE him.” My parting words were “I hope you’re not disappointed.”
This woman was my age, so hearing this sort of thing was a bit unnerving at the time I would have thought that someone older and wiser would have had more substanative reasons for “liking” a candidate.
Last night I had a conversation with another woman, this time a 26-year-old PhD candidate studying “counseling psychology.” Now, months later, as the talk turned to politics, the conversation was even more frustrating.
I couched my end of the discussion with phrases like “I know you’re so busy,” “I know being a grad student can be rather isolating,” “I know you probably have less time to really read a lot about what’s going on than I do,” etc., etc. I was trying to make it easy for her…