Note: This is the Write to the Point column I wrote for the Oct. 20 issue of the Cheney Free Press.
I’ll be honest, I am a little sick and tired of the election and I am waiting for it to be over.
Don’t get me wrong, I understand the importance of this year’s presidential race, it will decide the next person — Republican nominee Donald Trump or Democratic hopeful Hillary Clinton —who sits in the Oval Office for the next 4-8 years. But the election itself is not the problem.
What is aggravating to me is all of the mudslinging, insults and name calling that is going around, not just between the Trump and Clinton camps, but also the toxic environment created by their followers. Political campaigns have gotten heated in the past, but I can’t recall anything like this.
The political talk is almost impossible to escape. Every day there seems to be a new story about Trump’s remarks towards women or something Clinton did in her past that gets people riled up. It’s impossible to decipher the facts from fiction.
Then there are the Facebook status updates, tweets and memes that try and inject some humor into the election, but can be downright cruel to the candidates, their campaigns and people who agree or disagree with them.
It is election season and we should be talking about the presidential race and the candidates, but we should be doing it with cooler heads. Instead, conversations between friends on opposing sides escalate into arguments about who is right and who is wrong.
My personal favorites are the folks who write “I don’t care if you are a Trump/Clinton supporter and unfriend me for this” or “I blocked this many Trump/Clinton supporters. It felt really good.”
I’Il be honest — it’s stupid to cut ties with friends and families because their political beliefs don’t align with yours.
That’s one of the things I enjoy about working here at the Cheney Free Press. We have different political opinions, but we don’t let that get in the way of a productive conversation during editorial board meetings.
Seeing all of the hate between everyone almost makes me want to jump on the radio — like Mister Senor Love Daddy from Spike Lee’s “Do the Right Thing” — and tell everyone to “Hold up! Time out! TIME OUT! Y’all take a chill!”
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