They're Out There, Be Careful

I met an admitted Obama voter today. I was at the Public Library putting some overdue books in the deposit slot. He was there for the same purpose. I noticed his Prius, and said so, and asked if he had voted for the O. He came right back at me, a bit fiercely, with, "Why should I have to answer?" I said something like, "Well, you don't, unless you want to." He: "Well, I did, because I'm a Democrat!" (You could hear the capital "D" in the word when he said it.) I mentioned that I too was a Democrat, though an old-fashioned, or pre-Bryan kind, of which there might not be more than three or four of us left which is why I'm registered L. I recall mentioning that the Obammesiah is systematically destroying the country I grew up in. I was just warming to my argument explaining why that is so when he drove away.

Hey, I tried to argue rationally; his rebuttal was, "I"M A DEMOCRAT!"

Hey, coulda been worse; at least he didn't say, "I AM DOCTOR AMY BISHOP!