I decided a little while back to swear off talking politics in this weblog. So far I have yet to regret it.
Even as the economy and health care continue to dominate the news, even as nationally televised race incidents transpire two miles from my front door – I’m not tempted. My blood pressure’s lower. I sleep easier. I smile more often. My posture’s improved.
Of course, I still follow all my favorite political sites – IOZ, Popehat, The Agitator – and comment on major stories. So it’s not perfect. But refusing to talk about politics here gets me one step closer to refusing to care about politics. That’ll get me one card-punch closer to enlightenment. Soon I can cash that in for a hot chocolate and a small muffin.
But a friend asked me last night what I thought of some current political news item. So it couldn’t hurt to make a brief but clear restatement of principles.
I crib my inspiration from noted science-fiction author John Scalzi:
I support the right of same-sex married couples to carry concealed weapons. I hope this explains everything.
In Scalzi’s case it might, but in my case I don’t think it does. Not to detract from Scalzi’s pithy excellence, of course.
So, to the above, add for me the following:
I support the right of released Guantanamo Bay detainees to drive unlicensed taxicabs.
I support the right of uninsured immigrants to pay out of pocket for silicone breast implants.
I support the right of women who’ve had partial-birth abortions to buy Hummvees.
I support the right of global bank executives to smoke pot.
I support the right of animal rights organizations to pay their staff below the minimum wage.
I support the right of Baptist preachers to park their scooters on the sidewalk.
I support the right of Wiccans to spank their children.
I support you. In something, I’m sure.
I think that about covers it.