Reply #18: My Sediments, Exactly! [View All]

I love my neighbors even when they don't love, much less like me.
They don't care about tossing trash out in our gutters, but I usually pick up the trash, coming and going. Always the first to smile, it's ok when others don't smile back 'cause maybe they're having a bad day, or don't care -- whatever.

It seems more easy to forgive others for trespassing against myself, then it is for me to forgive myself over silly things, you know. And I try really hard not to place self on the same level as others fore:

"If you argue long enough with assholes, before long no one will be able to tell the two of you apart."

But as a Cemetery Preservationist, I've stood over thousands of grave sites. Never once did I think of who they were, what they did, or what side of the war they were on (Civil), much less how they voted.

Did I ever once consider the religion of the church, or who's land I was stepping along wading through high-grass looking for snakes while answering calls for help, protection, preservation, whatever -- no.

But this. This is just; well... abnormal, madness. This is what the GOP is about. And it looks nothing historically of what America is, slash-that, was about.

Where are our leaders?
Where are the outcries of so-called Right-wing Christians?

These are not the type of "bikers" I knew growing-up, and I knew plenty.