Odyssey of Opinionations

I’m deputized to write this column on some of my opinions as a Democrat. Though I’ve got lots of them, I’m not sure how well I’ll be able to carry off this task. First, I really prefer to describe myself as democratic rather than own the name of Democrat. Why? Mainly because I’ve changed my opinions on so many things since I began to think I had them that I prefer not to wear any sticky label anymore. I’d rather tell myself that I’m open-minded, not empty-headed. Here’s where I came from: Way back, I swam in a nurturing amniotic ocean, grew up, and out, in a fragrant atmosphere of Texan attitudes my family, all my friends and play/schoolmates took for granted as the normal way things just were. My elders, teachers and friends held lofty, “self-evident,” mostly unspoken prejudices against all people, from anywhere else or just at all, that were not patriotic white Anglo-American Protestant Christian “native-born” U.S. citizens. We did not think we were bad people, absolutely not! Many of us thought we felt sorry for the poor wretches not as fortunate by birth and circumstance as we were. We wore our superiority lightly unless threatened by subversive or “uppity’ influences from below or outside. Then look out, __! (Fill in appr. slander-name.)