A tenet of modern etiquette is to avoid religion and politics in casual conversation. I can appreciate Emily Post’s wisdom. During the last presidential election, half the houses in our community displayed at least one yard sign, a pretty even split between Democrats and Republicans. It was interesting, but it was also TMI.
Now, as I ponder whether to drive a stake into the drought-ravaged earth in front of my house declaring my support of Obama, I shudder at the idea that the sign could influence how my neighbors view me. I would rather they like me because they think I’m nice or witty or just another mom trying to balance it all. If they hate me, I’d rather it be because my dogs pee on their lawn.
I visited the Obama Web site in search of some discreet volunteer opportunities. I got some slick campaign ads and vacuous rhetoric. If Obama’s campaign makes another stop here, I may go, if the rally doesn’t conflict with Celia’s nap. There are other passive ways to contribute. I could send a check and join more online organizations like MoveOn.org. But none of that says political engagement to me. It says cop out. Silent activist is an oxymoron.
I ran my concerns by my exceptionally—and sometimes annoyingly—level-headed husband, Jason. He nixed the idea of an Obama yard sign. Are we willing to put our names behind someone who could betray us down the road? Jason isn’t. He suggested I focus on advocacy groups rather than candidates. And he noted that being informed is a valid form of political engagement.
The man made some good points. I’ll give him credit. A little.
Now if I can just find the right sign. How about these: Attack Our Debt, Vacate Iraq, or For Our Kids, Slash the National Debt. Hmmm … I’m not very good at this. I hate to throw this out there, but can we reach back to this cliché just one more time? It’s the Debt, Stupid!
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