I don't have political arguments with anyone but him, and I wouldn't do it for anyone else. I hate politics and I hate arguing, and I even hate any kind of discussion that becomes passionate because other people's uncontrolled negative emotions are so very annoying and why, I ask you, WHY, should I subject myself to that when I could be reading or writing quietly in the soothing comfort of my own gentle and unexacting company? However, all that aside, I am capable of holding my own in arguments about global political issues, and will occasionally pick such a fight with my husband. Why? Because he bounces up off the sofa and gets all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed and sort of adorably apoplectic. I just can't do it too often because it can get pretty wearing and one must be in fighting trim.
When I kissed him goodbye and sent him off to work tonight, he was munching on an apple, feeling stimulated, alive, and at least partially understood as a political animal. He's determined to best me the next time opportunity presents itself. However, that's not going to be anytime soon, since, as I mentioned earlier, I hate politics and arguing. But I love my husband and he loves arguing about politics, so once in a while, I've got to take a couple of shots at him. Just to, you know, keep him happy.
You unmarried single girls should enjoy the peace and quiet while you can!
