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My Facebook feed today is full of posts and debates by compassionate, liberal people. Sure, social media can be a powerful and unregulated force for good, and we can all share our views through Facebook and Twitter-but, given that people tend to follow those who roughly share their views, we’re preaching to the converted. The British unwillingness to discuss politics was illustrated today by the sway of the ‘shy Tories’: the people who voted Conservative, but who kept quiet about it in the run-up to the election, and certainly didn’t tell the opinion polls.Īnother reason is that the voice of the Murdoch-owned, pro-Tory press is much louder than the voice of reason. We’re much more comfortable talking about the weather, who might win the X Factor, or Kim Kardashian’s arse. It would, in some circles, be rude to raise the topic of politics over dinner, and to try to change someone’s mind about their political views-well, that’s frankly out of order. One is that, in much of British culture, people are uncomfortable with debate about politics. But-depressingly-I’m far more sceptical than I was yesterday about how much of a difference we can make with political debate. I’m attracted by the view that there is such a thing as progress in politics. I am attracted by the view that we should all keep the debate open, discuss our political views, take other people’s views into account, and revise and improve our own as we all benefit from this dialogue. Sometimes, late at night, when my brain is too tired to do anything fancy and I spot an offensive tweet by a UKIP supporter, the urge to murder them in 140 characters is too difficult to resist.) Did I do the wrong thing? Should I have kept my Conservative friends? (Admittedly, I don’t always engage constructively with them.
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Usually, I try to remain engaged with such people in the hope that I might be able to change their views through debate. (Thankfully, none of my friends ‘like’ the UKIP page.) Life is too short, I thought, to hang out with people who hold abhorrent political views, even if it’s just online.
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(I used to live there, so I know the situation.) The oldest and youngest have said multiple times they wished they lived with me, while I try to explain to them that they can’t be too picky about food.One of the first things I did after seeing the depressing election news this morning was check to see which of my Facebook friends ‘like’ the pages of the Conservatives or David Cameron, and unfriend them. I hate reading how the kids are hungry and ignored, and waiting for the week to finish so they can come back to their father. While I disagree-because he can talk to the mother, and offer help-if she isn’t getting the mental health treatment she needs, and needs more time off, then my brother should have full custody. I have spoken to my brother about this, and he says there is nothing he can do. I am frustrated because they constantly text me that they are hungry I know they are picky, but their mom has a “there’s food right there” attitude. She doesn’t feed the children-while they aren’t babies anymore, they aren’t teens either. While I am just the aunt, I worry for the children’s wellbeing, as their mother is chronically depressed (treatment with no therapy, for as long as I’ve known, more than 10 years). Worried aunt: My brother is divorced, for two years now, they have 50/50 custody. He constantly makes me feel lesser than and stupid. He does things that upset me and when I call him out, he acts like I’m causing a scene and being a “crazy and annoying girlfriend.” He treats me like a child, when I am in fact two years older AND I pay for everything (he makes more money than I do, by the way) and constantly cater to him. He even does this in front of his friends. He turns everything into an argument and then twists it on me like it’s my fault. We also can’t talk about anything-I love to converse and debate about things for fun, and I also believe in talking out our feelings and compromising to have a healthy relationship. I mean, I’ve got nothing on these other women. I don’t know how he expects me to be perfectly okay after cheating on me and making me feel worthless. We argue because he’s emotionally distant, and after being cheated on multiple times, I need a lot of reassurance from him. Apparently I stress him out and we argue too much.