Over the weekend I was at a local holiday party for the ‘twice plus’ intellectually gifted. As usual, this party was well attended. Let me stop here to say that I love my M friends. They’re the family I’ve chosen. I accept each and every one of them, warts and all. I try to treat them with the utmost respect and expect the same.
Anyway… at one point in the evening, another M turned to me and said words along the lines of ‘I want to ask you about something ‘. Sure, no problem. What’s up?
Long story short… this was, for lack of better words, a very pointed line of questioning as to why I voted a certain way in the last presidential election. My basic reply was that everyone’s political, as well as their religious/non-religious views, are based upon their upbringing and life experiences. But that wasn’t a good enough reason for this person. This person was adamant to know exactly ‘why?’
As stated previously, I love my M family. But this line of inquiry lasted for the better part of an hour or more. Had this occurred in a different social situation, I might have told them to fuck off, go pound sand, etc. But no, warts and all. I wasn’t going to write off ‘family’ so easily. At the end of the evening, when we did part ways, it wasn’t on very friendly terms.
To each their own. My views are my own and don’t require justification or the approval of others. My life experiences play a role in those views. I don’t expect anyone to understand.