*blushes*
Our son was a Marine stationed at Pendleton. I was TDY to San Diego for my job and took him to dinner.
This was about 1996. He told me he’d voted for Bill Clinton but was becoming somewhat unhappy with him. After picking my jaw up off the table, I asked him why on earth he’d voted for the idiot. He said, “He sounded good.”
I schooled him on the difference between “sounded good” and researching a record. I called him FrogDad’s son until after the next General Election - I wouldn’t reclaim him until he’d redeemed himself. He joined us protesting in LA and now he’s more Conservative than I am.
Went through the same discussion (BEFORE the election this time, Thank God) with my daughter and BOs talk of universal healthcare. I asked her ONE question and told her to get back to me. “Who’s gonna pay for it?”
Lordy!
About that same period my mother was expressing appreciation for Al Gore. My mom was in her 80s and it would be kind to say “the elevator no longer went to the top floor.” I told her that if she voted for Gore I would buy every grandchild a hand gun.
She dropped the subject.
Thanks!