Worse Than a Republican
Recently, I was accused of not hating George Bush enough. He is far from my type, but I admit it. My gut doesn't twist into a five nanometer pretzel, nor does my blood pressure threaten to blast my head off when his name is mentioned. And my morning pita remains in my stomach. Somewhere, he just drifted off my map.
At the same time it was mentioned that I was negative, and here we are on the new 21st century battlefield ... the Positives, filled with love and radiance, versus the enemy from the Evil Empire -- the Negatives. Only one thing. The Positives hate the Negatives, which negates the positive.
You'd never know I was so evil. I have beautiful curly dark hair, healthy peach-rose skin with a hint of plum, a third eye in addition to my two warm deep green ones, a dazzling smile, and a tiny, lithe, graceful body that loves to dance. And gentle hands. But the dark forces can hide, and now I realize I'm worse than a Republican out here in reality. I never thought I could be hated so much.
I used to be afraid to be myself in society. I'm a timid person. Being slapped with the negative label was something I preferred not to happen. But as a result of recent events, I will refrain from rejecting that appellation. I proudly wear my identity, and all those Republicans recently kicked to the curb can enjoy being one notch above me -- a declared Negative. Somebody more hated than they are. Unwanted: dead or alive.
But this is odd .... life really is unpredictable.
I was previously antagonist toward the Gloomers and now I'm feeling somewhat empathetic as I've moved on to other displeasures. Was I remiss in ejecting them so forcefully from my sanctum? I did it with ceremony if that helps. They could get rough.
Here's the thing about hope. It means that the present isn't good enough. I decided it is. Oh, I hope for a little of that, maybe some of those, while I'm busy with all of this. Pleasant surprises are nice.
But I get bored. So I'm exploring the pleasures of the negative persuasion for a little change of pace and investigating the act of disapproval. It's quite interesting as it's turning out.