I live in one of the few states that still supports George Dubya in the polls.
I work with people who go to church weekly, watch Fox news and believe it all.
Suffice it to say; I don't.

I don't pester people with my daily outrage at what's happening in the world.
We all have an important job to do where I work and that's fine.
Those who know my politics will occasionally jab me like yesterday;

"They knocked 'em pretty good didn't they, 60 people killed."
I try to deflect saying "Yeah right. You're going to hell for saying that you know."

Then this co-worker sits down in my office to off handedly tell me how Israel needs to
defend itself. I try to explain the idea that there are two sides to a story and no matter
how you feel about it all, the deaths of children should be a sober moment not a gung ho
topic of speech.

My door was open and my voice got louder and once again it's crazy me ranting.
Later the same morning another co-worker mentions how unfair the inheritance tax is and hopes it is repealed.
She is not a millionaire. I try to explain. She doesn't get it.

It's a good thing.
I have caused two people to think.