Some say our country has never been more divided politically than it is now. I'll admit, I've seen divorces happen over politics, but anyone who says that is either too young to remember the Vietnam era or old enough to have a failing memory.
My parents practically disowned me when they found out I went to the convention riots in Chicago in 1968. When my father got a thank you note from the CPUSA for the work he'd done circulating a petition to put them on the ballot in 1972, that was the last straw. My father and I have the same name.
None of us remembers the Civil War. You wanna talk about divided! We learned how to fight dirty during that war.
Robert Redford's 2010 film "The Conspirator" captured the raw hatred that existed in the country at the time. It was about Mary Surratt, a boarding house owner with Confederate sympathies who was hung for being a part of the conspiracy that resulted in President Lincoln's assassination, even though she almost certainly had nothing to do with it. The Union government didn't care. Somebody had to pay.
The Roaring Fork Valley is predominately libgressive, and, I suppose I'm one of them, but, I swear, I'm friends with every Trumpster in the valley. How do we get along? We don't talk about politics, religion, or money. We talk about how much we love each other, our families, and we recall pleasant common memories.
I've never understood why the most vocal anticommunists like to talk about politics so much. That's the way it was in the Soviet Union and Eastern Europe and that's part of the reason those regimes collapsed.
I'm not saying we shouldn't have respectful conversations about politics. But most importantly, vote! After you vote, love your brothers and sisters no matter how they voted.
Fred Malo Jr.