angrycarpenter
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Where do political beliefs come from? It's not like they really teach them in school judging by the varied spectrum of political opinion around here. I theorize that for every political junkie there was a singular event that grabbed your attention and led to this obsession with all things political.
I was sitting around the other day trying to remember when I started paying attention to politics and how that shaped my beliefs and opinions. For me the event was pretty easy to remember.
It was August eighth 1974. I was ten years old and we lived in a suburb of Fort Worth Texas. I was out in the yard throwing the football with my brother when my mom ran out the back door and yelled "Get in here right now!" Well we drug our feet and eventually made it in there. Mom said something is happening on TV that has never happened before and will never happen again and for our own good we must watch it.
On the screen was the face of Richard Nixon. Of course I knew who he was, I only had a little kid's understanding of things but I could tell something was different this time. I can still see his sweaty face and tearful eyes and the sound of his shaky voice as he announced his resignation. After that it seems like I started paying attention to the news when Uncle Walt was on and reading books on politics long before they were required in school.
This was my first picture of what a politician is, A sneaky liar who ran and hid when confronted with proof that he was a sneaky liar. I suppose it was one of the things that made me a democrat.
What was your first time, the event that made you one of the poor souls that thinks boring old politics is a worthy pastime?
I was sitting around the other day trying to remember when I started paying attention to politics and how that shaped my beliefs and opinions. For me the event was pretty easy to remember.
It was August eighth 1974. I was ten years old and we lived in a suburb of Fort Worth Texas. I was out in the yard throwing the football with my brother when my mom ran out the back door and yelled "Get in here right now!" Well we drug our feet and eventually made it in there. Mom said something is happening on TV that has never happened before and will never happen again and for our own good we must watch it.
On the screen was the face of Richard Nixon. Of course I knew who he was, I only had a little kid's understanding of things but I could tell something was different this time. I can still see his sweaty face and tearful eyes and the sound of his shaky voice as he announced his resignation. After that it seems like I started paying attention to the news when Uncle Walt was on and reading books on politics long before they were required in school.
This was my first picture of what a politician is, A sneaky liar who ran and hid when confronted with proof that he was a sneaky liar. I suppose it was one of the things that made me a democrat.
What was your first time, the event that made you one of the poor souls that thinks boring old politics is a worthy pastime?