Four years ago I wouldn’t have been writing this. You could find me reading news articles, engaging in debates online, spewing my opinion whether it was asked or not, and generally looking to absorb any information regarding politics I could find. I even wrote an article about my stance on a particular political topic that went viral (which I won’t link here because it got me lots of hate mail and that sometimes still keeps me up at night).

Now that is not the case. Call me a hypocrite if you wish; by definition I guess that is the correct label.

I’m a big fan of democracy. I think voting is our duty as citizens and I think it should be held in high regard. I believe we all have rights to believe what we want to believe, support things we are passionate about, and have a voice in who runs our government. It’s my personal conviction that we are subject to our government and should abide by the laws of our land; and if you don’t like the laws, then figure out a way to bring attention to the cause, educate others, get people to vote, and turn the table.

But I don’t believe that we should be unpleasant or unkind to people that don’t think the same way we do. Opinions aren’t facts. When did we all start treating them as such? When did politics make us all so ugly?

Read the rest over on Knoxville Moms.