Apolitical

Today is Cheney's visit to BYU. Everybody is divided. I hear my mother in law and her friends talk about how disrespectful it is. I hear my friends and other in-laws talk about how awful it is. And sometimes when they talk, I talk. I'll say things that maybe I'm thinking at the moment. But I find myself really not thinking or wanting to talk about it all.
I have never been very political. I come from a very socialist canadian family. My mother voting NDP every election which is about as left wing you can get in Canada without going for the yogic flyer party. I've married into a very conservative family. My father in law listening to Bill O'Reilly every day.
None of this bothers me or affects me. I don't know why.
I do hate the war. I hate hearing about new babies who will never see their dad. Or about people who do come home from the war with ptsd and don't get the help they need. I want the war to end or to have never begun or for Saddam to never have been so terrible. But I can't get myself to feel as sad about Cheney coming to visit BYU.
Maybe its because I never cared or went to my own graduation. Maybe its because I'm not American and can't vote and don't feel attached that way. Maybe its just because I'm shallow. I hope not.
I have a dot that needs a better world someday. Maybe I'll ask her what I should do. Look how wise she is, you can tell she is thinking about this today.