Mark doesn’t read my blog. I’m not sure why either. But because he doesn’t read my blog I have to come home everyday and tell him what I’ve written about. Last Tuesday was no different…
Marie: I wrote about our Engage-aversary today.
Mark: What’s an Engage-aversary?
Marie: The day you proposed, doofus. Anyways, it was really funny. Because I started to get mad at you over emails that we wrote, like, 2 years ago, but I calmed myself down. No worries. AND! Rebecca thinks we’re a cute couple. Isn’t that awesome?
Mark: (paying attention to something on t.v. that is so not my blog) Yeah… that’s great, Sweetie.
I’m not saying that he had to jump up and down with excitement over our Engage-aversary, or laugh hysterically about me going nuts over old emails, but I wanted a little bit of a reaction, ya know? Is that really so much to ask?
Naturally, I spent the next half hour or so pouting. Pouting because we weren’t this cute couple that I was painting us out to be on the Internetz. We were boring. Mark was mean. Our cuteness was only a figment of my imagination.
An hour or so later I went back to talk to Mark.
Marie: I’m shutting down my blog.
Mark: What?! Why?
Marie: Because it’s all lies. Lies, lies, lies. And I’ll have no part of it.
Mark: What part of your blog is a lie?
Marie: The part where people think we’re cute. Or happy. You know, the whole thing.
Mark: We are happy! And I don’t know if we’re cute, but you’re definitely cute. What’s wrong? Did I do something?
I told him I was upset because he wasn’t paying attention to me when I talked to him. He listened, admitted he was pretty distracted, apologized and we hugged it out.
Afterwards, I realized that if Mark and I can keep finding common ground then the American political system can surely do the same. They just have to quit focusing on the crazy.
Where on earth do I come up with this stuff??
Last week people all over the country got together for the Teaparty rallies. I am not going to lie. At first, I thought the participants were crazy extremist racists that, if they really had a problem with out of control government spending, should have been up in arms about George W. Bush’s administration. My focus was on the mean-spirited protest signs that CNN highlighted and the craziness of buying millions of teabags for nothing.
After a little more time, and lots of arguing discussion with Mark I realized that the Teabaggers have a valid point. When I strip away my preconceived notions about them and their desire for secession, I can see that they’re worried that as a country we’re spending way too much money on a problem that can’t be fixed with spending. We’re possibly jeopardizing our children’s futures. Can we not, they are pleading, at least pause for a moment to really think about what we’re doing before we reach this level of national debt?
And I get that. When I quit looking at them as being “crazy”, I get it. Mark looks past my crazy (shutting my baby blog down on a whim) in order to get down to the real issues (I was feeling ignored), and I really truly believe the same is necessary when talking about politics.
Don’t let the crazy distract from the issues.
*** The Teabaggers are not the only example of political crazy. Liberals get crazy about stuff, too, but this post was getting way too long.
Exercise for the day: Think of the craziest thing you’ve ever seen or heard in politics and do your darndest to find a part of it that makes sense.