By the time many of you see this, Election Day will be over. I can hear most of you saying, “Thank God!” I just hope the post-election silliness doesn’t take too much time. I would rather eat my Thanksgiving dinner without thinking about politics.
The only thing more nauseating than the thought of politics and Thanksgiving is politics and Christmas. I understand Santa Claus has prepared for that eventuality. He didn’t buy coal to deliver to Washington, D.C. I understand he contacted a fertilizer company.
This election season was the most toxic I’ve ever seen. I suspect I’m not the only one who dropped Facebook friends during this year. It’s not that I disagreed with how people were going to vote. I have friends who are President Donald Trump supporters and others who support former Vice President Joe Biden (for many of the latter, it’s because they can’t stand Trump).
What bothered me was the meanness and self-righteousness that I often saw. There are people on both sides, including people I know, who seemed to think the other side is an evil force that needs to be obliterated from the Earth.
Now that the election’s over, I have a question as I walk around with my olive branch and any doves who escaped the hunters this fall: can we all be friends again?
Seriously, we all have to live in this place. We will be running into each other. We need each other. We need to work with each other to get things done. Those things are important, they happen every day. It seems to me to be rather silly and petty to be holding on to grudges from something like an election.
When the Japanese delegation arrived on the U.S.S. Missouri to sign the documents of surrender ending World War II, the Allied commander, Gen. Douglas MacArthur, said the issues of the war had been settled, and should not be for discussion. He also said that, given how those assembled on the battleship represented a majority of the peoples of the Earth, they should not be there in a spirit of envy, malice or hatred.
What MacArthur was really saying was, “Now that this terrible war is over, can we all be friends again?”
Let’s set aside ill feelings from the election and all be friends again. Let’s all work together to make La Paz County a wonderful place, no matter what happens in Washington. We know how to work around our differences, and we know how to work together to get things done. We do it all the time.
We do it in our workplaces. We do it in our schools. We even do it in our families. The important thing is we want to do it. Where there’s a will, there’s a way.
Now that I think about it, maybe our national politicians and Washington could learn a thing or two from us.