am i the mailman's child?

in case you didn't know, it's an election year. and if you didn't know that then you probably don't know what an election is, so just stop here and go read my hate mail (they are short and easy reads). but seriously. i am stoked about the fact that we might have a female or black president. it really is almost amazing to me, because it's something that i never thought would happen in my lifetime. that may seem odd to some of you, but had you been born and raised in the south, you might understand where i am coming from. that being said, you can imagine how excited i was when obama won the NC primary.

you see, in the south it's not really about who has the most experience or who is more trustworthy, or who cares more about this and that. it's more like this; would the close-minded rather have a WOMAN or a BLACK MAN??? of course, there are thousands of people like me who reside in the south who don't feel this way, so i am stereotyping. but seriously, there are people who are beside themselves because of their choices (or lack their of).

take my father for example (because that's really what this is about). he started sending me emails about 5 months ago that were full of retarded information about obama. things like:

HIS FATHER DESERTED HIS MOTHER AND HIM WHEN HE WAS VERY YOUNG AND WENT BACK TO HIS FAMILY IN KENYA
my response- so um, just because his dad left then he would make a shitty president? i guess that rules out at least 50% of society

HE "WORKED" AS A CIVIL RIGHTS ACTIVIST IN CHICAGO- HAS NEVER HELD A PRODUCTIVE JOB. THE PRESIDENCY IS NOT A CIVIL RIGHTS POST NOR IS IT SUBJECT TO AFFIRMATIVE ACTION SET ASIDES
my response-well, i am not going to list the book that i wrote in response to this one. it really doesn't merit a response because this statement is just completely false, but i can never bite my tongue.

so you get the idea. it's propoganda. it's shit that some redneck who actually knows how to type conjured up and sent around and then it spread like herpes throughout the brains of old-fashioned, close-minded folks like my DAD.

i really, REALLY have tried to keep my patience with this man. i mean, i love him to death. he's the greatest dad i could have ever asked for...except for the fact that he is a closet racist. it's not really his fault. he was raised on a farm in SC and up until the day that she died, my grandmother spouted terms like "porch monkey". so, my dad didn't have much to work with growing up, but that's still no excuse. i mean, he married a wop from brooklyn (my mama), so deep down inside there must be someone who knows better, right?

after the above referenced email, i told him not to send me anymore emails about anything involving obama. and he stopped...for about two weeks...and then i get this. ---------------------------->

oh god this man was just pissing me the fuck off. he called me over the weekend while i happened to be at the self-checkout in wal-mart. i wasn't going to bring up the fact that he was disgusting me, but the first thing he says is, "how'd you like that email". so right there, RIGHT THERE IN THE WALMART, i decided to give him a piece of my mind. i should have been barefoot and pregnant...oh, but then i would have been arguing AGAINST obama.

so last night, i decided it was my turn to call him. and here's how that conversation (if you could call it that) went:

me: hey dad
dad: hey, we are going to come there next weekend instead of this weekend
me: okay...so you watching the news?
dad: no, why?
me: BECAUSE OBAMA JUST WON NC...HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
dad: BROOKE, he's not a good person
me: why do you say that, i need an actual reason
dad: he's just not
me: i said i need an actual reason. why do you not like him (i was just fishing for him to say, because he's black, but i think he knows that i would really have to disown him then)
dad: brooke, he's muslim!!
me: no he's not
dad: yes he is, his dad is
me: okay, well you are baptist mom is catholic and i am agnostic because you and mom refused to take us to church because you hated having religion force fed to you growing up, so what the hell does that have to do with anything?
dad: i just don't trust him. you can't trust any of them. we don't NEED any of them.
me: well, hate to inform ya, but we are going to have ONE of them, so you have to pick the best of the choices we have
dad: well brooke, i don't like hilary either but i would rather have her in there than HIM
me: once again...why?
dad: wait 'til you see what happens when he gets in there. just wait
me: fine dad, i will wait. and what am i waiting for?
dad: there are already people plotting to kill him
me: well, i guess i should be thankful that one of those people is not you. love you, bye.

so this is what i am dealing with. the man is not dumb, he's completely lost all faith in any bit of government and because the one person (as far as i am concerned) that might have a shred of morality, honesty and decency left in his bones is black, my dad immediately rules him out. ugh.god...i hate talking politics, though this was more about me and my dad than politics. but still, it's tiring and depressing. i need a drink...AND A NEW FUCKING PRESIDENT. SHIT!