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Showing Original Post only (View all)Bumped into a high school friend for the first time in 30 years. [View all]
I was getting my car serviced, and I was commenting on his really nice restored vintage pickup truck when I realized who he was. After the handshake and the greeting, I asked how his brothers were. That question changed the whole direction of the conversation to politics. His older brother was not speaking to the rest of the family because the guy I was talking to and the other siblings voted for Trump. It took this right winger 30 seconds to go from "Nice truck" to hateful politics. He went on to tell me how much he really hated BLM as it was a Communist front. He then checked himself for a second with the comment, "I don't know what your politics are." I just replied that I had no politics and said my goodbyes and good lucks. Fuck him, and the truck he rode in on....
Growing up in a small town you get to know just about everyone in about a ten mile radius. Of the people I grew up with, the people I knew, and the people I knew by reputation, it must be 90% or better that have gotten on the hate train. I am very curious, being that I came from the same circumstances, had the same teachers, went to the same churches, played on the same playgrounds, went to the same basketball games, what the hell happened to me? Why did my my philosophy take an entirely different path? How does it work?
