So…I may have ended a 30 year friendship yesterday.
I've known Mark aka "Bunny" since the early 90s. I don't remember the circumstances of our meeting, but I do know we shared a mutual friend who undoubtedly introduced us, and that shortly after we met we shared a singular evening of making out—without it going any further in that department.
We share a common sense of humor and have viewed the world pretty much through the same lens—politically, philosophically, and intellectually—and while we've disagreed on certain things over the years as friends often do, those things have been inconsequential and we've both just agreed to disagree, let them slide and moved on. Did I mention we are both fiercely stubborn?
Anyway, we were texting yesterday and this happened:
I have not responded, and have no plans to.
I agree that Biden's lukewarm response to Israel's naked aggression and genocide against the Palestinian people has been appalling, but if Trump is ever allowed to regain power, he's already announced that he plans to give Netanyahu free reign to do to the Palestinians what Hitler did to the Jews 90 years ago. The irony of this whole scenario does not escape me.
Yes, the current situation in the Middle East is absolutely horrible. My heart aches whenever I think about what's going on. But at the same time it could be so. much. worse.
Yes, Biden will undoubtedly carry California but every damn vote counts regardless.
So…am I the asshole?
You are NOT the asshole.
You are not the asshole.
Not the asshole. Some things matter.