I am proud to admit that I come from a long line of Democrats. My mother’s side of the family is Irish Catholic with a history not unlike that of the Kennedys. My father’s side consists of a multi-racial, cultural smorgasbord of a family tree, with one common bond, they have all been Democrats. As for myself, as years pass I find myself to be more of a moderate, but when push comes to shove, I more often than not find myself to be a Democrat for all intents and purposes.
I remember a day that will remain in infamy; the day that I discovered that there was a Republican among us. As I recall, I arrived home after a long day at work to hear raucous laughter emanating from my then 11 year old son’s room. As I slowly approached the door I realized my son was listening to what sounded like talk radio. As I opened the door I seemed to recognize the voice coming from the radio, the very radio I had purchased for my son’s birthday. The voice would be that of Satan also known as Rush Limbaugh. I calmly yet still in a state of shock asked my son what he was listening to and my son innocently replied “Rush, he’s funny”. I proceeded to ask my son purposely avoiding a judgmental tone, “What is so funny about Rush Limbaugh?” and my son replied “Rush only says what’s true and he says it funny”. I don’t remember much after that as I spent the next several weeks in a haze.
I tried to convince myself that my son was just going through a phase. After all some kids turn to drugs, and mine simply opted for Rush Limbaugh. I wondered just for a moment which was worse. While my son would eventually grow out of his Rush phase, he would continue to embrace conservatism. As soon as he was old enough to vote my son would shake our family foundation to the very core by announcing that he was now an official member of the Republican Party. As parents, we often ask the question, “where did I go wrong” and I ask myself that same question to this very day. My son’s grandmother would take the news the hardest blaming my son’s political affiliation on the fact that he was not breast fed.
I have never quite understood anyone who would be middle class, that would choose to align themselves with a Party that was known largely for its strong support of the wealthy, as well as being committed primarily to large corporations. Logically I believed that it made more sense to support a Party that had your personal interests at heart, but I now know that it is much more complicated than that. I have many friends and acquaintances who consider themselves Republicans. Their rationale more often than not, is their belief that the Republican Party is a Party cloaked in Christianity, and the singular belief within the Republican Party that Pro Life is the only way convinces them that that they have made the right decision. They see the ideology of the Republican Party as something our Nation was built on and by comparison they view the Democratic Party as less moral and perhaps even less American.
While some of us choose to follow in the footsteps of those who raised us when choosing our political affiliations, others may simply make up their minds according to their own beliefs. So I suppose the decision to be a Republican or a Democrat is in many ways merely a coin flip. Heads or tails, it’s anybody’s guess.