You know what I miss? I miss 1960. Not the part about my face turning overnight into the world’s most productive zit farm. What I miss is the way the grown-ups acted about the Kennedy-Nixon race. Like the McCain-Obama race, that was a big historic deal that aroused strong feelings in the voters. This included my parents and their friends, who were fairly evenly divided, and very passionate. They’d have these major honking arguments at their cocktail parties. But unlike today, when people wear out their upper lips sneering at those who disagree with them, the 1960s grown-ups of my memory, whoever they voted for, continued to respect each other and remain good friends.
...they were capable of understanding a concept that we seem to have lost, which is that people who disagree with you politically are not necessarily evil or stupid...They did not argue by calling each other names, which is pointless and childish, and which constitutes I would estimate 97 percent of what passes for political debate today. (emphasis mine)
I think he's right, hatred won't help anything. The protesters I see on the news are usually just spreading hatred around and I can't imagine what good it does.
But, not all protesting is bad, and sometimes it's funny.
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I wonder how much they paid the model to hold the skinned fox.
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