Your Redneck Past

The only intense republicans I’m so-called “friends” with are leftover from high school in my small middle class town in the Hudson Valley. While one or two of my best friends manage to be smart, wonderful, and genuinely into the capitalist mantra of conservatism, the remnants of my aquaintances upstate put the Ha in Hannity. Which is to say: I find their opinions both uneducated and moronic.

It’s fine. To them, I’m a New York, Jewish, left-wing, liberal, intellectual, Central Park West, Brandeis University, the socialist summer camps and the, the father with the Ben Shahn drawings, right, and the really, y’know, strike-oriented kind of, red diaper, stop me before I make a complete imbecile of myself.

But right and wrong, I couldn’t stop myself from egging on a few sore losers via Facebook last night.




One response to “Your Redneck Past

  1. That was awesome. I’d post a war I wandered into on Facebook about the election with a woman I’ve never met and this guy I’ve been talking with online, but he asked me not to. Really hilarious/frightening stuff. I can’t believe people really think that way. It’s amazing. And another argument for my theory that everyone should be forced to take at least a semester of Logic. Good god.

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