Yail Bloor Wrote:
Cap'n Squirrgle Wrote:
There is no "just nice folks, but not religious" church. And any similar institutions are not well attended.
I would argue that my parents and your mom's church is like that. My parents go to church every sunday for sure and are good republicans to boot, but I have never once heard the words
jesus,
god, or
sin come from their lips.
My parents go to church for the social aspects. They vote republican because we are small business, small government people. The pro-life, exterme right wing, fundamentalist side of the Republican Party makes people like my parents (and me too) nervous and will eventually drive them away if the Democratic Party can come back to reality and be the party of Bill Clinton instead of Nany Pulosi....
Sadly enough, this was the GADEM PARTY of Tom Murphy, Zell, Roy Barnes, et al. Now we have Big Government Conservatives who have approved land grabbing, land raping, and waiting periods for gagortions.
Here's the problem right now as I see it: In the south (I will generalize, but most of my political experience is in GA and AL) Democrat has become a bad word, so even though the Dems speak for what most people REALLY WANT: Education funding, equality, and down here, gun rights and property rights (zoned property right, but property rights that most would understand) people just up and vote Republican even if the last real job the dude on the ballot had was changing tires down at PoBoys and he got fired for drinking on the job (true story down here

)
in short, without a serious plan of action, Dems are fucked.
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harry Wrote:
I understand that you, of all people, know this crisis and, in your own way, are working to address it. You, the madras-pantsed julip-sipping Southern cracker and me, the oldman hippie California fruit cake are brothers in the struggle to save our country.
FT Wrote:
LooGAR (the straw that stirs the drink)