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I’d love to sit down with Marge over a cup of coffee and invite her to consider the long-term effects of her continuing to vote Republican. I’ll bet money she’s religious, and I’d also remind her that ‘You will know them by their fruits: do men gather grapes from thorn bushes or figs from thistles?’
If she would think about the works of the current version of the GOP she would understand that they don’t merit her vote.
I wouldn’t tell her, “You have to vote Democratic.” But I would tell her, “You have to investigate the candidates. Don’t give your vote to someone who wants to take the vote away from other people: you are one of those other people they are targeting.”
“I’m a Republican who stands up for the truth and not for a lie,” Bostelmann said.
So, clearly not a Republican. The Republicans clearly don’t think she’s a Republican, either. Maybe she should take a hint? Ha ha ha. Nope, a clue-by-four up the side of the head wouldn’t get through to her.
Oh, so the mob at Lot’s door has turned on one of its participants who has voiced reservations about the entire thing they’re doing? How very, very odd.
It’s very hard for people to walk away from previous convictions, even when confronted with the truth. It’s just too hard to admit you were wrong, especially if you have invested years or decades in a belief.
I hope this woman wakes up the rest of the way. And that a few others wake up because of her horrible mistreatment.
Maybe it is. Maybe it isn’t. I hope it isn’t: I’d rather not wait for her death to correct her voting patterns.
My brother told me this story of some election or another. It happened after our parents were in their 80s and had stopped going to the polls. He and his wife had been voting by mail for a long time. Our parents handed him their return mail envelopes with their ballots and asked him to drop them off at the post office. When he got to the post office, he asked my sister-in-law, “Well, should I go cancel out our votes?” (He did mail the ballots.)