I spoke with my favorite right-wing Christian Conservative this morning--my mother. I talk to my mother every Sunday (she's an evangelical now; apparently they don't have to go to church on Sunday like we did when we were Catholics...) for about two hours. Most of that time I spend listening to all the family events that occured during the week that I missed, since I live in Memphis and the rest of the family lives in Atlanta. But every once in a while my dear mother will repeat some tripe she heard on talk radio about the hated "leftie liberals."
Life is tough on my mother. After all, she hates "leftie liberals," but she loves me, even though I keep reminding her that I am one of those dreaded leftie liberals. She also thinks homosexuality is a sin that will keep me out of heaven, but again, she still loves me--even though I don't want to go to heaven because it sounds boring and will be full of people I can't stand.
I must also say that my mother is one of the 39% who still support Bush, mainly because she believes you must support your president no matter what. But then again, she thought OJ was innocent, Nixon was not a crook, they are picking on Tom Delay, and if she read it in the Enquirer or saw it on Fox News, it must be true.
She is 78 years old, so I don't think I can change her mind, but every week I try to give her something to think about.
I'm thinking of telling her the truth about the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus, but I'm not sure she'll believe me; she still thinks going to war in Iraq was the right decision.
