I’m not trying to use this post to start a debate on the issues, I just find it so frustrating when I’m accused of being a ‘faux’ Republican because I happen to be a blogger who’s into equality for all. I can, of course, argue until I’m blue in the face that my Party also agrees with equal rights (or, realistically, that neither do – particularly when the heads of the Dems – Obama, Biden, and Reid – are against gay marriages), but then you get into a discussion about evolution of policy, national platform, and personal belief. I’m not here to convince you of anything, and so I won’t try.
My belief that a woman has a right to choose doesn’t mean that I believe any less in my right to own a gun. It doesn’t mean that I am for extravagant spending policies or that I have anything but absolute respect for our armed forces. It’s become increasingly frustrating to feel that perhaps I simply don’t have a home in either Party. The Libertarians are too laissez-faire for me. Independents can’t vote in primaries and don’t have young groups of activists like the DCYRs and Young Dems of America.
And so I cling to my Republicanism, feeling much more comfortable in discussions of small government and cigarette smoke and brunches. I wear pearls and cardigans because I happen to like them no matter what my artist friends and housemates may say otherwise. I am not putting on an act by enjoying time with fellow conservatives (because though I am partially socially liberal, I do consider myself mostly a conservative) or by going to Mass on Sundays.
What stereotypes do you find most insulting? Politically or otherwise? Do people assume things about you because of your religion? (One I get a lot? “Oh, you’re Catholic, so you hate gays, right?”) What about your upbringing? I think my problem with all of this is the disgust on the faces of those who learn my truth. The fact that it’s assumed that I’m liberal or a Democrat doesn’t bother me, so much as the attitude that’s taken once it’s found out that I’m not. As if I should know better or just haven’t found the light yet. The assumption that I’m somehow faking this, that for some reason I’m taking a stand on behalf of things that I don’t believe in at all. I want to be trusted to my own beliefs – if they evolve (which they have before) I am someone who admits as much, but until then, I find the assumption a very trying one.