I live in an academic town. So of course I see Harris/Walz signs popping up on lawns during this final lead-up to the November 5 election. Every time I walk by one of these signs I have to stop myself from pulling it up and stomping on it. Geez Ann! Get a grip!
If I was to put a Trump sign on my front lawn, it wouldn’t be fair to the others who live in Green Acres Permaculture Village, since I’m the only one who doesn’t shear left automatically.
On the other hand, that’s an excuse. The deeper reason is, who knows what kind of animus I would face, not from my near neighbors, but from the many who walk down the street.
And that makes me wonder how many Trump supporters there are, in Bloomington, who, like me, do not announce the fact with a sign. Hey, and what about the Harris supporters? Are the occupants of houses that don’t automatically cleave to this sign branding not Harris supporters?
It reminds me of what I’ve thought about forever; how the space between any two points is where the meaning lies. The points, in this case, being yard signs, for either “side.” What about that vast space in the middle, where nobody is saying what they really believe? And why not?
A few relevant memes:
Yeah, I tell myself, I should initiate a political discussion? In this town? Why sacrifice myself to the mob? Because that’s what I imagine it would feel like. Better to “let sleeping dogs lie.”
Sad, how education — at every level — has devolved into indoctrination . . .
Might as well, eh?
However, as regarding the current left/right polarity, here’s the more inclusive view that, when my mind is flexible enough, expands into. I.e., what counts is a larger space that includes both the left/righ polarity and the space between.
