I'm not really sure how to make up with my Hillary Clinton-supporting friends.
I got damn mad at them. They got damn mad at me.
Even when we tried to be civil, we were gritting our teeth and muttering swear words.
I accused their candidate of turning GOP. Of dirty tricks. Of lies. Of stealing delegates. Of race baiting.
They called me a cult member said my candidate was inexperienced, a dreamer, filled with talk and no substance. They called my candidate unpatriotic and went after those in his past and present.
I got angry enough to spew very hate-filled speech post-South Carolina.
I'm still not sorry.
I'm pretty sure they are not either.
So now what?
Do we hug it out? Because really -- that's all I have left.
I currently have nothing nice to say about what went on between the Clinton and Obama campaigns. I can't yet blog about uniting the Clinton and Obama voters or give the 'let's all just go against McCain together' pitch.
I still want to yell and scream. I want the former President Bill Clinton to explain himself. I want Senator Clinton to tell me why she got so damn right winged in her fear-mongering rhetoric.
I realize those answers are not coming.
I realize we have to move forward to beat John McCain.
But I have NOTHING to get us moving on this immediately.
Except hug.
Weak? Maybe.
But trust me I've gone through every option I can think of -it's all I have got.
You know how you have those crazy relatives in your family you will never, ever agree with and fight with all the time? You get soooo mad at the things they do, yet...they are family. And somehow you hug and move on.
I'm hugging my HRC-supporting friends because I don't know what else to do.
And I really don't want to kick them.
Or do I?
I do. I still want to kick them.
But I won't.
Free hugs.
Who wants one?