I had an interesting phone conversation last night.
We had just finished dinner when the home phone rang. When I answered I was not at all surprised to hear the sounds of a call center in the background, and knew it had to be a political fundraising call. It was.
It was actually a fairly typical call, and she didn’t waste much time getting down to business and reading off a prepared script (yes, it was obvious) and asking me to donate $100.
That’s where things went off track a bit…
Me: “I’m going to decline to donate, Â I’m actually a <opposite party>”.
Her: “Aww, man! Â <opposite party> are assholes! Â <insert 2 minute mud-slinging rant about opposite party>”
Me: “You just called me an Asshole. Â That’s not very nice!”
Her: “No I didn’t, I said <opposite party> are assholes…”
Me: “Yeah, right after I told you I’m with that party…”
So, apparently I’m an asshole by association.
I really dislike politics, and this encounter did nothing to change that. Â If anything, it has made me dislike politics – and modern political discourse – even more.