Whoa. I have just spent the last *glances at clock...oh goodness* half-hour or so meandering through the massive list of topics. I have actually weeded out a few that might appeal to me, even though I'm left with quite a few curious buzzings in my head as I contemplate the many other hundreds that were on offer (such as the the topic, "juciy"...ok, I might have been able to understand what "juicy" is, but I'm afraid "juciy" is beyond me. But I shall not go into a minor rant about how if something is going to be published for the benifit and help of the mindsay members, at least bother to check spelling).
However, the heady-buzzing that dominates is one rather reminiscent of an angry gnat:
Why, oh why, do people think it is ok to ask who I'm voting (or, I should say, voted) for?
The past few days have been overrun with people (politely, at least) demanding who I voted for. Today, in an "informal" poll, a certain someone entertained himself by scribbling names on the board with corresponding letter denoting the person's presidential pick.
I refused to take part.
Party-pooper?
Perhaps. Considering I haven't aligned myself to a "party."
But I also grew up with the belief that talking of politics is perhaps acceptable (athough not in most social situations), but you never, never, NEVER ask to know who someone voted for. And certainly, if they have the gall to ask you, they are only worth a look of icy scorn at their gauche query.
I don't mind people arguing politics. I don't mind people discussion politics. I don't mind people having opinions. In fact, I like the fact that people have opinions. I think it's good to discuss, to hear other points of view, to discover if you have the courage and facts to back up your own.
But for cryin' out loud, let me keep my choice between me and the ballot box.
November 30th
violetbloom
November 25th
saxophire
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November 21st
saxophire
sandyquill
laughwithme
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November 20th
violetbloom
November 17th
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November 14th
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