Blue Days in the Blue State
I’ve kept my yap shut. The feeling that Texans are about as welcome in Chicago as those folks from Ohio is deathly apparent. Somehow, by virtue of my conception and delivery in the Great State, I’m to blame for the travesty that is Dubya.
Make no mistake, I’m not proud of our President. I lay no claim to him, but to shun an entire state and all who hail from it because of this one escapee dunderhead just isn’t fair. The things I’ve heard in the past few weeks, and especially over the past two days amaze me. The blanket statements, the hostility, all sound as ignorant as anything uttered by our Chief. I have had no less than two very physically aggressive verbal attacks in the past 24 hours and many more snide comments shot under the table at me since the wrap up of the election. All have left me stunned.
I’m pro-choice, very centered politically, liberal in lifestyle, well-educated, a professional woman…
And a Texan.
Not an easy thing to be in Chicago these days.