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Edited on Sun Sep-28-03 01:19 AM by calimary
As one of those Americans out screaming and protesting for a long time (well, since the early anti-war gatherings last year, anyway), I know exactly how you feel. I remember laughing on the evening newscasts - specifically Aaron Brown's at CNN - on a Friday night, I believe, which was also the eve of that HUGE round-the-world day of protesting the THEN-impending war in Iraq. Or, my memory sometimes being what it can be, it might have been right AFTER the coverage. What I remember most specifically is ol' Aaron commenting on the size of the protests - either what was expected or what it was. Actually I think it WAS what was expected, and he voiced astonishment at how large these protests were, and how many, and how widespread. And he said words to the effect of - "It's hard to say whether these protests are just popping up mysteriously or whether they've been going on for awhile and gaining momentum and we've just now noticed." At any rate, whatever the wording, it was enough to make me do a spit-take.
You wonder how long you're gonna be out there hollering for people to wake up before they actually start stirring in their beds.
We were what we call "The Silenced Majority." Because you've got to know there are more of us than there are of them. Al Gore's legitimate victory, by the numbers, shows that. Factor in the folks who voted for other party people like Greens and Independents, and you have a slam-dunk. But because a cabal of loudmouthed hate-spewers have a monopoly on the delivery systems for information and opinion, you're only going to get the (GOP) party line. And we're sick of it!
LiberalHistorian, I'm with you! You've got to hit 'em back! You've got to stand up! There are more of us doing it, more obviously, and more noisily, nowadays, anyway, so perhaps it's now in vogue. Or maybe that the offenses have piled up just so damned high that there's no avoiding the mountain in your living room anymore. You can't sweep it under the rug anymore when it's a mountain instead of a few piles of crumbs. I think as time goes on, and MAYBE (I have no inside scoop on things like the CIA/DOJ/Ambassador-Wilson's-Wife Affair) too many holes spring up, and out, in the dike, that KKKarl will run out of fingers to plug all the leaks. The drip-drip-drip has become blop-blop-blop and splash-splash-splash. The trend is clear. If we want to win, we have to add water! Or if we're near that leaky drip-drip-drip we should grab the handle and crank it open further!
By the way, LiberalHistorian (and all you who seem to have these boorish brothers-in-law), I must share a NON-political lesson I learned with MY family bully - in this case, my - uh - er - brother-in-law! We were at my husband's parents' dinner table with my spouse and me, our baby, and my spouse's brother and his wife and two grade-school-age kids. Something was said from back in the annals of the family history that really bothered my husband. He objected and asked that they stop talking about it. They didn't. He objected again and further complained that nobody was taking his feelings into account. His brother kept at it and got somewhat in his face about it. My spouse got too emotional and frustrated, and LEFT! Fortunately we'd arrived in separate cars!
So there we sit, me with baby, and the rest of my husband's family. After the shocked silence was broken, and people started to mumble things again, sure enough - my brother-in-law starts in again on my husband and what a schmuck he was for getting upset and why couldn't he just get over it and the parents-in-law sort of ahem'ed their agreement. I spoke up, gently but firmly, and said - "can we talk about something else?" So they changed the subject. For about a good two minutes. Soon enough, my brother-in-law starts up again. This time, his wife joins in, adding her agreement. My parents-in-law basically sit there and just watch. I say again "can we talk about something ELSE?" And yet again, the conversation dies down. But a third time, it starts up again. This time, I get totally angry and not-nice anymore. I set down my fork and turned to him and loudly interrupted - "SHUT UP, (name-withheld)!!!"
And that was that. Mr. Name-withheld stood up and grabbed his jacket and walked out, his wife and two kids following close behind. I didn't see them again for years, until my father-in-law was about a month away from dying. Unbelievable. Taught me a most effective and memorable lesson: THE BULLY CAN DISH IT OUT, BUT HE CAN'T TAKE IT. The only way to win is to confront. Best done well-armed with facts. But confront! By all means! Don't lie down peacefully in front of them - they'll take you for a doormat and step on you. Hard. Don't be afraid. Remember: YOU'RE the one who's correct here.
On edit - when I finally did see my brother-in-law again, he treaded very carefully around me and hardly spoke at the dinner table, except for the most innocuous, harmless, trivial things. He appeared to be on his best behavior. I, on the other hand, was fully prepared to confront - AGAIN. Didn't need to, as it turns out. But I was ready - AND vigilant. NOBODY dumps on my husband and lives.
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