new showcase, I came across Harvey
, which lead me to Michele
Harvey tells Michele's story, which is quite similar to another "one l" Michele you know: This Michele also lost loved ones on 9/11. She also was once part of the the left. She also changed her political beliefs in the wake of 9/11. And she, too, has been losing friends and gaining enemies
Not only have those on the left she used to associate with all but dismissed her, but they hijacked her site
as well, after she posted the announcement that she was leaning away from the left.
Michele is up and blogging at a new site
It's been almost two years since my conversion to the right-of-center was cemented. It was a slow process that I wasn't even aware was happening until something triggered my awakening. I still get the emails, I still get the comments once in a while and I still get a good dose of ridicule on sites of former friends or blog acquantainces. It just goes with the territory. I expected it and I suppose the other Michele expected it as well. I think the venom with which they come at you is what's surprising.
Anyhow, I wish Michele the best. It's not easy to come away from personal attacks with your self-esteem left standing, especially when you've been dealing with such introspection and self-doubt while acknowleding that you've changed, that your ideals and politics are just not what they used to be.
We downloaded F911 last night. I really wanted to see this movie just so I could write/talk about it without relying on other people's reviews or comments. Of course, I wasn't going to pay to be lied to, so we stole it. It's the socialist way!
I watched the first ten minutes or so and had to turn it off. Perhaps attempting this on a Thursday night at 11pm, after feeling so good about Spiderman 2 and so cranky from being tired, was not a good idea. We'll attempt it again tonight, armed with apple martinis and maybe some cannolis (You say canole
, I say cannoli
. I'm the Italian, that makes me right).
Maybe it was more than ten minutes we watched. I got through the part about Bush being on vacation all the time. That always irked me. Even back in the beginning of his presidency, when I was still considered an anti-Bushite, it bothered me. Do these people think that Crawford, Texas is fenced in an alienated from the rest of the world, cut off from all communication? That ranch is like White House South. Yea, the man golfs and cuts down brush. Personally, I'd rather have a president who cleans up his yard in his spare time than one who has his dick cleaned by his intern when he's got nothing else to do. Watch ths drive, bitch!
Now I'm wondering why they would want the soldiers on their side, anyhow. After all, our soldiers are not heroes
. In fact, they represent everything the left hates.
I wonder what they do consider a hero. Mr. "Free" Mumia? Che? Michael Moore? I gave a lot of though to the subject of heroes last night after seeing Spiderman 2. In my eyes, a hero is someone who sacrifices for the common good. A fireman, like Pete Ganci
, who went into a burning building to save lives on 9/11 and never came out. A soldier, like Sgt. Hook
or Lt. Smash
, who put their lives on the line to preserve and/or bring freedom.
No, their heroes are cop killers. Their heroes are profiteers
who engage in opportunistic pandering
in order to benefit themselves and their bank accounts. Hey, I thought capitalism sucked? Then again, hypocrisy
seems to be their strong point.
Some people say that I'm being unfair to the left by not pointing out the zealots on the right. Like I've said before, it's not my job to be fair and balanced here, nor do I ever purport to be that. However, in the interest of fairness I can tell you that I don't give much credence to the far right. I don't listen to Rush. I don't care for Ann Coulter.
In an email conversation yesterday with Stacy
, she reminded me that I am not
the right. I'm a centrist, I guess, though she calls me - and herself - a libertarian. Honestly, I'm not sure what I am. I know that I believe the war in Iraq is just. I believe that the war on terrorism is worth fighting. I believe that George Bush would be a better president than John Kerry. I believe that the security of this country and the need for freedom and democracy in the Middle East are priorities. Those are the things that align me with the right. Those are the things that make me hated by the left. They don't want to know about my stance on taxes, abortion, gay rights, religion or anything else. They get angry that I haven't put their needs at the top of my list of things to look for in a candidate. I have my priorities and because they are not their priorities, that makes me Public Enemy Number One. With a bullet.
Oh, you're there as well. It's a collective number one. If you have a Blogs for Bush
button on your site, if you support the war, if you think Iran
is a dangerous threat, if you are pro-Israel
, you're on their list.
Listen, I've been on the right's list. I've been targeted by them before because of certain views I have or had. But it's nothing like what I see from the left. They've turned vicious. They've become rabid dogs.
And here I go again, yet another post lamenting the fallen ideals of the left. I can't help it. I'm confronted with it every day. Today it was the plight of the other Michele
that got me going.
So I'm preparing myself to watch F911 tonight. I'm sure most of the lefties who stop by here would love it if I finished the movie, took off my tin foil hat and declared myself a devout Moore follower, going AWOL from the Bush camp.
Alas, I am able to think on my own, something they just don't give anyone else but themselves credit for. Of course, these are the same people who insist I was brainwashed
into becoming a Bush supporter.
The moral of the story? If you support Kerry or the left, it's because you are a smart and a free thinker. If you support Bush or the right, it's because some nefarious underground cabal of neocons spiked your Kool Aid.
They think we're idiots. We think they're misguided. And never the two shall meet.
It's a shame, really. Feels a bit like '68 around here lately.