But I'm not. Well, not like I should.
For example, last night. I gleefully flipped the tv to channel 11, the great WB. The ONE channle that refuses to bend to the presidential whim. God bless them.
I should have watched the State of the Union. I should be informed and up-to-date. I should know the excuses he uses, the politicking he manuvers, the logic he strives to defend.
But I can't. Watching the President in any forum is banned in our house. Why? He makes me mad, there's no other way to put it. I yell at the tv, I yell at my husband; I rage against the machine we live in. My heart rate goes up, I lose sleep. I cry at the hopelessness I feel.
So last night, I curled up on the couch with my husband and watched, enraptured, as the boys from Supernatural solved their case.
I know the only way to know what's right and wrong, the only way to fully form an intelligent decision is to examine and listen with an open mind to both sides. But I can't. Not anymore.
6 years ago