The extremes make us what we are. Sometimes we hate the extremes and sometimes we love the extremes but we always should admire the extremes for their unwavering zeal (irritating little b---ards though they be!).
My choices make me a moderate. My composition is a little from the extreme right a little from the extreme left (and I am totally extreme about my choices).
As contemptuous as the zealous extremes are, we must have them to stir the pot and pour out the delicious moderate people that actually make up this country and keep us from going too far one way or the other.
Can you even begin to imagine The United States of America without the extremes?
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Great perspective:)
ReplyDeletehmm... i suppose not. nuts do tend to make the cakes, chocolate and ice creams taste better.
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maria
Well the crazies make me feel better about myself! Ha!
ReplyDeleteIt keeps things interesting, doesn't it?!
ReplyDeleteI'd like to see the WAY FAR lefties and the WAY FAR righties have a good boxing match... sans the gloves.
I'd sit back with popcorn and be very amused.
We need extremes. I'm called an extremist when it comes to defending the Bill of Rights. In fact, our Founding Fathers would probably be called extremists today.
ReplyDelete"United States without the extremes". . . .Hmmm. . . . Canada?
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