I'm having trouble blogging because the thing that's most on my mind is the presidential election -- and I don't want to write about it.
If I tell you I don't like discussing politics, I fear it will make me sound apathetic and apolitical. Hardly. I'm a strong Obama supporter though I think he's not enough of a liberal. I'm deeply left wing -- I just don't talk about it much.
Politics in general don't bring me joy. I find no sport in the political argument. Either we agree -- in which case, why talk about it? -- or we don't agree -- in which case, I am unlikely to change your mind. I don't enjoy arguing, I don't enjoy the positioning and the spin. I don't enjoy the competition; I don't consider this play. I snap off the radio. I read the newspapers, The Nation, and the Internet, but I watch TV only once or twice a year. Much of my head-in-sand behavior started in 2000 when Bush became the President Select and I decided I couldn't listen to his voice ever again.
Yet there's so much at stake in this election, so I've paid close attention. In my speech classes at Cal I'm having my students analyze Obama and McCain speaking style -- yes, I get to watch their nomination speeches twice each, oh joy -- but I'm so overloaded. I'm scared, and I'm cranky.
Maybe I've developed an allergy to politics from overexposure. I grew up in a political family, and I followed along and didn't slack. I "made my bones" in the early 1980's when I blockaded Livermore National Labs in an antinuclear demonstration, was arrested, and went to jail. I've marched in many demonstrations, I give money to candidates.
But as far as I'm concerned, I'd love my house to be a politics-free zone. My husband is deeply engaged in this election and the only thing we fight over these days is over politics. We agree completely -- we fight over when to talk about it, and how much ranting is allowed.
I hate it all.
So now you know. I'm not ignoring this election -- hardly -- I just can't write about it right now.
I think tomorrow I'll post a recipe or something.