I’m glad I’d mentally prepared myself for the results of the Massachusetts Senate race. Just writing this blog post the other night helped me.
I tend to take politics very personally. Because I’m gay and Jewish, I loathe the Republican Party. The Republican Party encourages the beliefs of a huge swath of Protestant Christians who think I’m sub-human because I’m gay, and who think — even though they claim to have great respect for the Jewish people as the forebearers of Christianity — that I deserve to be punished in eternal Hellfire because I don’t believe that Jesus Christ is the son of God. I cannot vote for a political party that encourages such hate and intolerance, no more than I could vote for a southern Democrat if I were a black man in Mississippi in the 1950s (if I were even permitted to vote).
So when voters elect a Republican, my instinct is to see it as a personal attack on me.
But plenty of voters don’t mean their votes as an attack on me. First, there are those who are Republican because they agree with the party’s economic and political philosophies. I disagree with those philosophies, but these are not issues that touch the core of my identity — that touch who I am as a human being.
Second, there are the independents — those who tend to sway elections and don’t vote for a particular philosophy at all, but are just finicky; when the economy sucks, they vote for whoever is out of power. I understand that most voters aren’t political junkies, that they’re either too busy raising kids and going to work or looking for a job, or that they just find this stuff less interesting than I do and only get their news in soundbites. They care about their financial security; they’re not concerned about gays getting married or converting other people to Christianity. They may even be tolerant atheists. They just want the economy to get better.
I tend to see politics as a team sport: if my team loses, then I have lost, and everyone will make fun of me and hate me. But politics is not actually a team sport. Some politicians are better than others, and some of them even mean well, but in the end, they’re all just politicians. They don’t know me, and they’re not my good friends or relatives. I’m still going to support Democrats and vote for them and want them to win, but I’m not going to pretend that they’re “my team.” I’m not going to stop following politics, but I’m going to try to follow it with a colder eye.
I’m going to try to be less personally invested in all of this.