My recent move from the Republican Party to my new home as a Democrat has been met with some mixed emotions and reactions from my readers.
- There are some folks that have lost their faith in my decision making skills and question if I am a “conservative” at all. They don’t understand why any right-minded individual would ever leave the GOP, and they are waiting to see if I’ve changed in other ways too. It is as though they think I’ve lost my mind or something. Believe me when I say that I have not.
- There are others that were confused by my decision, but they were kind enough to ask me about it directly in an effort to understand my motivation. They gave me the benefit of the doubt, but they wanted to hear it “straight from the horse’s mouth”.
- There are those that have simply gotten “very quiet”. It is as though they are trying to ignore the “elephant in the room” (no GOP reference intended). I personally find it humorous that I’ve managed to make seemingly intelligent people speechless with one simple personal decision.
- Then there are those who have supported me at every turn because they have taken the time to understand the rollercoaster ride that I’ve had with the Mercer GOP. They understand my frustration and they have faith in my judgment. Perhaps they also have confidence in my ability to hold true to my convictions, and maybe (just maybe) realize that I can be a “Good Democrat” because it is the “Good” that defines me.
It is times like this when you really find out who your friends are . . . which brings me to a shameless musical reference.
For those of you that don’t know me very well . . . I love music . . . all kinds of music. I make more musical references than I should because it comes naturally to me. I grew up listening to and playing country and bluegrass (I’ve been a guitar player since age 10, although I’m still not very good). Back in the 80s, I spent my free time as a Disc Jockey. Yes . . . just picture it . . . on any Friday or Saturday night you could find me entertaining crowded dance halls with “The Electric Slide” or “Old-Time Rock and Roll”. Oh how I miss the days of “big hair” and line dancing . . . but, I digress.
My point was a musical reference. I found a great song that really explains my personal perspective over the past few days. The song is “Find Out Who Your Friends Are” by Tracy Lawrence. If you haven’t heard it, you can watch the video on YouTube HERE. A general point that I take from the song is that when you are on top it is easy to have friends, but when things get tough you find out who your ‘real’ friends are. A few lines from the lyrics tell the story:
Everybody wants to slap your back
wants to shake your hand
when you’re up on top of that mountain
But let one of those rocks give way then you slide back down
look up and see who’s around thenThis ain’t where the road comes to an end
This ain’t where the bandwagon stops
This is just one of those times when
A lot of folks jump offYou find out who your friends are
Somebody’s gonna drop everything
Run out and crank up their car
Hit the gas, get there fast
Never stop to think ‘what’s in it for me?’ or ‘it’s way too far’
They just show on up with their big old heart
You find out who your friends are
I’m at that point in my life when “some folks have jumped off”, but I’m finding out who is gonna “hit the gas, get there fast and never stop to think ‘what’s in it for me?’”. It is a milestone that we all come to at some point in our lives, and some of us have been there many times.
With the Political Primary Season getting into full swing, I thought that this was a good time to remind all of us that “it’s politics . . . it isn’t personal” . . . but it doesn’t hurt to know who your friends are.
As always, just my opinion.
~Roberta Biros, Mercer County Conservatives