I need to come up with something.
Last night dh and I went to a nice dinner at the art gallery, sponsored by a big bank here in town. They do this once or twice a year and invite their big banking clients (not *us, the YMCA). It's a lot of fun, and the drinks flow freely. :-) I do behave myself, as I'm there as the First Lady of the YMCA. ;-)
Anyway, they have a tradition of mixing up the seating - spouses don't sit with each other - which is great for conversation and meeting new people, unless you're shy or uncomfortable with that. I love it, so I think it's fun. Besides, I can talk with dh at dinner any night.
Each table has a muckety-muck bank exec who plays host. I knew him (very nice) and several other people at our table - they'd all done business (construction, design, etc for the Y). Anyway, he decided to introduce politics as a topic of conversation.
Yup. Uh-oh. We had some folks with very strong opinions at our table, including a French businesswoman who is a staunch Hillary supporter and thought Americans were basically uninformed and ill-prepared to make any election decision. I left the table to make a phone call to check on number one son who was dropped off at home after hockey, so I missed the fireworks; but when I got back to the table, one of the men was GONE. He left the table in a huff because she was argumentative and kept dismissing his opinions.
Now, I don't care what side of the political fence you're on, the bottom line (to me) is:
1) it's great that we have the choices we do (how ever limited you may think they are - it's better than in a lot of countries) and
2) no matter how ill-prepared or uniformed or biased you may be - your vote counts *exactly the same as the person next to you and thus your opinion is just as valid.
I have to say, it definitely wasn't boring.
And afterwards, we got to tour the museum and see the new exhibit of American Impressionist painters.
I had fun. :-)
Oh, there I am.
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