You think she gets funny looks for the anti-Obama black arm band…
...you should have seen the stares she got when she was wearing black protest lederhosen during the primaries:
And the third time was just the other day. An acquaintance who is much younger than myself and progressive, whose dad had been very much a political activist. By this time I pointed wearily but confidently at the arm band, grateful she was asking. I looked her in the eye and instead of being skittish and apologetically overtalking it as I had on the first day I had worn it, I simply said, “I have been wearing this since last May. It started out because of the torture. But I added on the wars and now health care.”
She looked at me not with an understanding I expected, but what seemed a bit of reined in “get the net” disdain and quietly but deliberately moved away. End of conversation. I felt disappointment and confusion. My chronic confusion, actually, as to why the amorality of my government is not being seriously challenged by more people in my immediate life network.
Now, I am sure my black arm band is gossip fodder at the office. Or maybe that is narcissistic of me. Sadly, my clique of those truly politically outraged at her government, at the workplace, has one lone member, me. It is eerie to me that it seems like an “eccentricity” that is too troubling for people to address with me. Though I am sure it is sending out some quiet truth ripples.
If “quiet truth ripples” (*must not chortle*) makes you feel better about the consistently averted gazes and unrelenting hum of muffled snickering in your “immediate life network,” well, goddammit, quiet truth ripples it is!
UPDATE: Sending this one out to one of my favorite people in my immediate life network…
Posted by Kevin K. on 03/18/10 at 08:10 AM • Permalink
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