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Beginning to See the Light...

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It is becoming increasingly clear in these ultra-political days that I may very well be a member of the wrong party.  And say "wrong party" not because they are wrong by definition.  I use the word "wrong" to mean that they may not be the right party for me.

The party I have been loyal to for a while now does not have a lot in common with me.  As an atheist, I think the religious right is completely full of shit.  And dangerous as hell.  As much so as the damn jihad.  The fact that this group was part of my party was a complete embarrassment for me.  And I would like nothing more than to distance myself away from these nutballs.

I also feel like my party would look at me financially with complete disdain.  I am not rich.  I will probably never be rich.  I am in fact a poor servant to the fat cats in my party.  I bring them food.  They treat me like shit.  And yet I belong to their party and spout their beliefs.

I believe that women should be able to responsibly choose to get an abortion if they want one.  I have no problem with gays getting married.  If the dumb asses want to join together in misery, let 'em.  I believe we should clean up the environment and work on alternative energy sources.

I also believe we should clean up our international image.  And when we have achieved an international image overhaul, I believe we should pull back and become much more isolationist.  I really don't like us getting involved in every damn thing going on everywhere.  We should be working on cleaning up our country.  Let the other ones deal with their own problems.

I believe we should really work on border control.  We are losing our identity.  We are Americans.  We speak English in America.  EVERYONE should speak English in America.  How you communicate in your homes or churches or social clubs or whatever is your business.  But in this country at large, we speak English.  This open border problem will fuck us up as much as our energy crisis or our poor international image.  This shouldn't be overlooked.

But what I'm really getting at is that I'm not sure I'm part of the party that best represents me.  I'm going to need to really think about this.  I know that I will be voting for the other party's candidate for president.  Whether I vote for every member of that party on election day remains to be seen.  But I believe I'm beginning to see the light.................... 

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