Did you ever wonder why some people are into politics and some aren’t? I guess it’s akin to liking baseball over football or jazz over punk rock. Who knows what makes people tick. I was so crushed when Trump won, that a friend of mine, in an apparent effort to console me, asked, “What does it matter? Our lives are never touched directly by who becomes president.”
Say what? Almost a year later, I am still having trouble processing this. Off the tip of my tongue I can think of a tidal wave of reasons that it matters. Clean air and oceans for our children, thousands losing health insurance, our standing in the world, and the threat of nuclear war- just to name a few. How can this not bother people? Why do I torment myself every day with the debasement of America, and most people don’t?
Sometimes I envy people who are apolitical; it seems they have a much more serene existence than me. Sorry Los Angeles, while
you were routing for the Dodgers, I have been cheering on Robert Mueller- and looks like its Mueller Time!