Tuesday, November 6, 2012

fist bump.

Ever read an Ayn Rand novel. Have a total conversion experience. Proceed to avow bromides conceived as the embodiment of an impregnable rectitude that only you and other worthy capitalists could possibly comprehend?

For an indiscernible period of time,

"ability," and "diligence," and "ambition," and "enterprise" were qualities I had convinced myself uniquely conservative. 

Missteps of naïvety.

Each is singularly American. 

Hard work. An American convention. Revolution. An American convention. Visionary. Pretty darn American. 

And so, I've reconciled that as a progressive who believes "a woman's temple gives her the right to choose... that marriage isn't between a man and woman, but between love and love;" that capital gains, carried interest, and international money market accounts bolster economies; that taxing the wealthy does not abate poverty - fellowship and edified communities do, but that the government's inherent duty is to work toward the benefit of its complete constituency. 

That federal loans afforded my higher education and that government assistance offers provisional, albeit immeasurable relief to the straitened and dutiful citizens of this very nation - our veterans, our seniors, our disenfranchised. 

That every bit of it is exceptionally American. Or rather, the American ideal I support. 

"We learned about gratitude and humility – that so many people had a hand in our success, from the teachers who inspired us to the janitors who kept our school clean...and we were taught to value everyone's contribution and treat everyone with respect."  - Michelle Obama
I've reconciled it's okay to be what I am. A moderate Democrat? A Centrist? A God damned Independent? 

A Bloomberg?

A cool gal who sometimes dresses like a swagged out grandpa?
A Kenzo enthusiast?

Ya know.

"I keep remembering you being about two. I tell my friends that too. You're nearly three. You should toughen up a bit."

I say that to my hatahs, but I also say it to say, don't mind me. It's all jokes. Sometimes we play games, like

Just be sure to laugh en route to a D E C I S I O N

Beyoncé Giselle Knowles-Carter did. Look at her. She's serious.

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