Thursday, September 18, 2008

Knock, Knock.

Who's there?

Our house is full of knock-knock jokes. Henry and Svea like to switch up the punch lines just for fun, not because they don't get it or anything.

So we're telling lots of jokes, lots of stories, lots of make-believe (which is fun to listen to since in Svea's version they are in a boat, but according to Henry they are in the jungle and eventually they end up in a jungle boat with Sheer Khan and Bhageera and maybe Mickey Mouse. John Parker Wilson is throwing footballs in there too somewhere).

Brian and I have been listening to them play, participating some, but mostly we're glued to news commentaries, local stations and papers, web sites and Daily Shows tracking the presidential campaign. Brian wrote a moving plea for dialogue on his Facebook page which generated a good bit of discussion.
Now it's my turn.

For the first time in my life, I do not feel the need to shy away from a political race. I did learn the rule about never discussing politics or religion at the dinner table...or in public...but I married a preacher and I'm from the South where going to the grocery store is a political event. I'm stuck, there's no way around it, and I need to talk about it.

The root of my fear in bringing up candidates is isolation. I don't want to make anyone feel isolated, nor do I want to lose friends over this. To stay silent and implode versus speaking up and losing friends is far too binary for reality; I am convinced there are more options out there.

Shamelessly I will lay down my cards and declare my support for the Obama-Biden campaign. I am committing to research and discussion, but not isolation nor condemnation. I will continue to love my friends and family who choose to support McCain-Palin. But I insist on dialogue.

As a parent, I need Obama-Biden to win for issues in education. Because I have parents, I need Obama-Biden to win for issues in health care and social security. Because I want to remain a parent, I need Obama-Biden to win for issues in foreign policy and national security. As a woman, wife, sister and friend, I need Obama-Biden to win for issues in civil rights, gay rights, abortion, energy and the environment. Most of all, I need us all to keep talking, learning, and listening.

So, here goes:
Me: Knock, knock.
You: Who's there?
Me: Lettuce.
You: Lettuce who?
Me: Lettuce be friends. Lettuce keep the conversation going. Lettuce commit to change and hope, together. Lettuce get the punch line right to this one. I'll teach my kids, you teach yours.

7 comments:

A.M. said...

awesome
you're brave and so admired for insisting on dialogue and harmony. thanks for sharing.

Kristen said...

You rock, Mollie - moving dialogue AND good jokes.

bp said...

I echo a.m. in admiration and inspiration. Just cautious because of the hope and harmony in one person- am I getting old and jaded? But what saddens me most is how I am choosing this year- unfortunately it's not who I support the most, but who I fear the least. And at this point I'm not sure. love you and dialogue
bessie

Anonymous said...

I am proud to call you my friend for many reasons, but this one just seals it!

Maryclare

leta joy said...

Daily conversation at my house these days with my 4 year old:

Q: What do you do if you get lost and can't find Mommy? A: Stay where you are, yell Mommy's real name, ask another mommy for help.

Q: What is Mommy's phone number?

Q: Who are we going to vote for? OBAMA, BABY.

James said...

Calum is two, and chants whenever B.O. appears on tv: "O-bam-bah! O-bam-bah!" It's a cool chant.
Rock on Mollie!

I, Mollie said...

what good parenting! everyone! O-bam-bah all around.
bess, i agree. things feel shakier than ever - fears and hopes combined. whew.