Sunday, February 20, 2022

"I don't know how you feel about politics," my new coworker said, "but I wish people wouldn't drag it into family gatherings and holiday dinners and such. I don't want to listen to their arguments about how mask mandates impose on their freedom."

Well, we've been indulging perpetually adolescent progressives who insisted on bringing Karl Marx and Harvey Milk home for Thanksgiving for decades.  By now you should be mature enough to have a conversation with people who have ideas you aren't familiar with.

We're not afraid anymore.  You squandered our goodwill and wasted the tolerance we extended to you when you wouldn't stop talking politics and wouldn't change the subject.  This is the bed you made and now is the time for you to sleep in it.

Better now than later.  When your chickens come home to roost, it won't be people looking for a conversation who will be kicking down your door (or welding it shut) that you would have any hope of converting or cowing.