Encouraging, Discouraging

Carol Brown
This piece is not about my marriage,* it's about my neighbors.

Recently, on the way to an appointment, I drove past a house I've passed nearly every day for two years. The house had an Obama/Biden yard sign posted on the front lawn all through the primaries and the general election. After the general election, the owner kept the sign up. The inauguration came and went, the sign remained. The months ticked by and the sign stayed rooted in the yard. I wondered, "What's their point?" I live in a blue neighborhood, so it seemed unlikely to be about being in your face.

Spring came and went. So did summer. The sign did not go.

Until today.

I drove past the house and low and behold, no sign. I wondered what's up. Seemed encouraging.

Until.

I got to my destination and bumped into someone I know from my town. We got to talking politics. He asked how I felt about things. I said I was extremely concerned. He seemed a bit puzzled as he gushed about Obama. He asked me what I was concerned about. For starters, I said, national security, Obama, and terrorism. To which (and this is the really discouraging part of the program) he grinned as he smugly exclaimed, "Oh, come on Carol! Lighten up! We're all going to die one way or another, whether in a car crash, or some unexpected disease....." At that point, mercifully, he got a call on his cell phone and excused himself from our conversation.  

So, one liberal in my neighborhood removes their Obama yard sign as another has decided that terrorism is no bigger, no more dangerous, and no more terrible a threat than any other roll of the dice risk that comes with being alive.

It didn't take me long to do the math. Unless the family who removed their yard sign became stalwart conservatives overnight, I'm still surrounded.

*(for those of you who read my weekend blog Mixed Marriage; meanwhile, be on the lookout for a piece on mixed marriages by Mr. Brown, coming soon to AT!)
This piece is not about my marriage,* it's about my neighbors.

Recently, on the way to an appointment, I drove past a house I've passed nearly every day for two years. The house had an Obama/Biden yard sign posted on the front lawn all through the primaries and the general election. After the general election, the owner kept the sign up. The inauguration came and went, the sign remained. The months ticked by and the sign stayed rooted in the yard. I wondered, "What's their point?" I live in a blue neighborhood, so it seemed unlikely to be about being in your face.

Spring came and went. So did summer. The sign did not go.

Until today.

I drove past the house and low and behold, no sign. I wondered what's up. Seemed encouraging.

Until.

I got to my destination and bumped into someone I know from my town. We got to talking politics. He asked how I felt about things. I said I was extremely concerned. He seemed a bit puzzled as he gushed about Obama. He asked me what I was concerned about. For starters, I said, national security, Obama, and terrorism. To which (and this is the really discouraging part of the program) he grinned as he smugly exclaimed, "Oh, come on Carol! Lighten up! We're all going to die one way or another, whether in a car crash, or some unexpected disease....." At that point, mercifully, he got a call on his cell phone and excused himself from our conversation.  

So, one liberal in my neighborhood removes their Obama yard sign as another has decided that terrorism is no bigger, no more dangerous, and no more terrible a threat than any other roll of the dice risk that comes with being alive.

It didn't take me long to do the math. Unless the family who removed their yard sign became stalwart conservatives overnight, I'm still surrounded.

*(for those of you who read my weekend blog Mixed Marriage; meanwhile, be on the lookout for a piece on mixed marriages by Mr. Brown, coming soon to AT!)