I’m sick of smug and condescending politicians. Maybe even more than that, I’m sick of their naive and arrogant followers. I’m sick of grown men and women shrieking at each other and calling each other names.
I’m sick of people waving a Red flag or a Blue flag and pretending that they’re anything more than two sides of the same failed and broken system. I’m sick of watching people on a sinking Titanic fight each other for control of the dead bridge of the ship.
So for my own mental health, I’m going to completely boycott the entire sick mess for at least 90 days.
For the next three months, I’m not going to read any news about current politics. I’m not going to listen to any discussions of the subject. I’m going to avoid the inane shouting matches on Facebook by people who think they’re engaging in thoughtful political debate. And I’m certainly not going to write a word about it.
If you think it’s a good idea, you’re invited to join me. I’m sure we can find plenty else to talk about. There’s the future of the world. There’s my future and your future. There’s love and need and anger and a million emotions. There’s philosophy and religion. There’s art and beauty. In other words, there’s real life — which doesn’t include partisan bickering.

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