Nothing is more dependent on money than politics (and vice versa). And that's what we are here for--stashing it, figuring out how we are going to spend it, how we can use it to purchase freedom, and how we can best utilize current (ahem) political/tax/governmental programs to achieve our goals. Hard not to get political sometimes.
When I'm in the mood, I actually like the banter--it challenges my preconceived notions and makes me think in different ways. There have been times when my eyes have been opened to other possibilities and other ways of looking at a problem depending on who's shoes you are standing in....
Other times, I ignore when I don't want to engage.
But I do understand why you may want to leave--I have thought about burying my head in the sand too. But, I can't help "watching the train wreck." The divisions in our country haven't been this wide since the 1960's--That's as far back as I go. Until recently, I apparently had my head in the sand and believed we had made more progress by focusing on what united us rather than what divided us. Now the emphasis seems to be on the division. Its heartbreaking, really.
“Horatius,” quoth the Consul,
“As thou sayest, so let it be.”
And straight against that great array
Forth went the dauntless Three.
For Romans in Rome’s quarrel
Spared neither land nor gold,
Nor son nor wife, nor limb nor life,
In the brave days of old.
Then none was for a party;
Then all were for the state;
Then the great man helped the poor,
And the poor man loved the great:
Then lands were fairly portioned;
Then spoils were fairly sold:
The Romans were like brothers
In the brave days of old.
Now Roman is to Roman
More hateful than a foe,
And the Tribunes beard the high,
And the Fathers grind the low.
As we wax hot in faction,
In battle we wax cold:
Wherefore men fight not as they fought
In the brave days of old.
