I went to a garden party to reminisce with my old friends
A chance to share old memories and play our songs again.
When I got to the garden party, they all knew my name
No one recognized me, I didn't look the same.
But it's all right now, I learned my lesson well.
You see, you can't please everyone, so you got to please yourself.
Rick Nelson’s Garden Party
I went to another Hollywood garden party on Sunday. It was very enjoyable and I saw several of my old friends, a screenwriter on the outs, an up and coming screenwriter, a creative arts director for a film company, and my screenplay writing partners. Plus, just a bunch of nice people. They were all fun, interesting, intelligent, caring people. I had a great time.
Of course, I was the only conservative at the whole party. And, of course, the topic soon turned to politics. And, of course, the nonsense started to flow.
It amazes me that intelligent people like this can be so bamboozled. They are obviously well read. Yet, the things they read are so biased that I am stunned they don’t see it. I still believe, and I think this could be tested, that liberals and conservatives use different parts of their brains for processing.
I’ve partially said this before, but I’ll state it more completely now in this post, that I notice, as a social scientist, a certain cluster of traits I believe are related to being liberal. I want to caveat this by saying at this time in history. Classic liberals are probably not this way.
Cluster of Liberal Traits
I’m going to spell out my observations on this now. I invite one of you intelligent liberals to do the same thing about conservatives. I can think of a few traits that seem to go with conservatives too. Anyway, it appears to me that hardcore liberals of today:click to show/hide the rest of the post
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Conclusions
Present-day, hardcore liberals are a superstitious lot. They are partially educated but think they are completely educated. They want a religion and they want to belong, so they vacate their logical selves and give their lives over to liberalism. This gives them buddies with whom they can chant mantras at their parties and in their lives. These mantras are their rituals.These include: On and on. They pat themselves on the back and hug and kiss each other for saying these things. They share humor based on attacking their universally common enemies. They can shout in unison and carry signs that say the same thing.
They march lockstep like automatons. They are a communist’s wet dream.
Live and Let Live?
Shouldn’t I just let it be? Yes, in many ways I do. I don’t go to these parties to try and change anyone. I just love the people and accept them. They are, after all, good people with good hearts, and God’s children.My liberal friends have a right to believe what they do without me attempting to “fix” them. They are adults.
They even have the right to be automatons, if they want.
Yet, I do have some obligations in the matter. I don’t want to validate their thinking, and I don’t want to validate their thinking processes. Kids are dying because of their “religious” beliefs. Wars are more vicious because of their incessant propaganda for the enemy. I am obliged to at least challenge them, and let them know where I stand on these matters.
So, I speak up. I’ve managed to get to the point where I can recover socially once I see the dropped jaws after I say something pro-Bush, pro-Iraq war and so on. I don’t like hurting people, and I don’t like being ostracized. I used to hurt people and get ostracized to boot. I’ve become a bit more skilled now, though, and can say these things without causing heart attacks. Or, at least when the heart attack occurs I can soothe the victim and let him know I still love him. I still have much to learn in this area, yet I feel better now. Practice makes perfect.
I don’t speak up to necessarily change minds, although that would be nice. But I do want folks to hear the other side. I want them to know that the other side exists. I feel hardcore liberals can get all the things they seek by being in the cult of liberalism in other more productive ways. They can join a club; read books, of every persuasion, not just liberal claptrap; become a Wiccan, I don’t care. Just so they don’t make decisions that kill people because they want to belong.
Rock
(*Wikipedia is always my source unless indicated.)
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