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 I keep forgetting that not everyone is raised the same way and that different parts of the country hold different views.  I'm lucky to have been born in the Northeast to a middle-class family.  I have entitlements that many others didn't have like a fairly decent education. 

I am constantly reminded of this when watching interactions in online forums, or groups.  I would actually interact with people who made comments that enraged me......and then I remembered.  You can't have an intellectual conversation with someone who already has their mind made up and cannot be open to at least thinking about new ideas.

I was talking to a male friend the other night, about how people change. Everyone who has an open mind and critical thinking skills changes over time because they are exposed to new thoughts and ideas.  I'm not saying that basic moral fiber is changed, but people who can take in new information, think about whether it is true to them or could be true to others.........that's learning.

Not everyone can.  Or wants to.  Some people seem so stuck in their belief system that they can't fathom it might not be the same for others. 

Thats very scary to me.  

This same male friend told me he is a Trump supporter.  I thought he was joking and he was not.  I didn't jump on him telling him all the reasons he shouldn't be.  I listened to what he had to say.  Whether I agree with him or not is a moot point.  But as someone I love and respect, I needed to hear him.

We don't need to agree.  Thats the beauty of relationships.  You get to have your own thoughts, opinions, likes, dislikes, and not be shamed for it or talked down to.  We should listen to each other, weigh the information and decide if we agree.  After all, this is coming from someone you love and respect, why would you respond in any other way?

This country is deaf at the moment.  People are yelling their beliefs so loudly and violently that no listening occurs.  It's a bunch of noise.... useless, pointless, and depressing.  

It's a failure and yet we keep repeating it.  That's the definition of insanity. 

Why worry about retirement when anyone who is paying attention knows that this election, regardless of who wins, is going to be a violent shitshow?  Am i being paranoid?  Or am i being realistic?  There are too many players with personal interests that are running this show.  It has nothing to do with "Americans".  We are just being manipulated to get in our emotions and feel anger, desperation and despair...not to mention FEAR which is the worst of them all.  Because scared people don't think first.  They react.

I feel helpless like I'm waiting for everyone else to decide what happens next.  Thats accurate.  



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