When Dubyah was in office, he came through my area several times during elections and once his motorcade drove right past my office. I romanticized to my husband how, if I'd only known he was so close, I'd have put a sign in the office window (aka "free speech zone") sharing my opinions on his presidency and his moral character. My Beloved frequently questioned me when I got in a rant like that: "yeah, but if he knocked on your door, would you let him in?" The question being, would I show respect to the office even if I didn't respect the man. The question always worked to bring me up short and make me reflect a little better on what I wanted to express. Some days I was convinced that I'd slam the door in his face; other days, I wanted to invite him in to ask the hard questions to his face.
Reading the linked article above (doesn't that photo just make you cringe?) and hearing that Romney publicly called Obama a "failed leader" makes me recall these conversations with My Beloved. I sure was ready to behave just as abominably - and it is abominable behavior - so I cannot judge Mr. Romney or Ms. Brewer. I only hope they, too, feel that twinge in their moral fiber that signals the moment when I started being more bad than good.
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| Me and Hil' on the hill |
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