I’m the only liberal atheist in my circle of friends, both online and off. My parents are conservative, but thankfully not so far off the rails they’re voting for Comrade Combover. I’m pretty sure my dad said he’s not even voting this year since none of the candidates remotely appeal to him. I have no issues with people that disagree with me about things, whether it’s the sports teams I root for, the bands I like, the politicians I vote for, etc. Life would suck if you were constantly surrounded by people that did nothing but parrot your opinions back to you. That being said, I do have a problem with people who are obnoxious about the fact they disagree with me OR people whose opinions are so repugnant, I can’t even listen to them, much less accept that you hold them. For example, if you don’t like President Obama because you’re a Republican, and his political views don’t mesh with yours, that’s fine. If you don’t like President Obama because you think he’s a secret Muslim or wasn’t born in the United States or is a communist/socialist/fascist/empty suit/dictator….we’re going to have a problem. There’s nothing factual about any of that. I can accept a difference in opinion if there’s something factual making up why you feel different. If you’re pulling something out of your ass, don’t expect me to respect how you feel, because I won’t.
To keep this from getting too heavy, it’s not just about politics. My dad and I don’t root for the same baseball teams. He’s a Cubs fan, I’m a Yankees fan. He came by his fandom honestly, as he was born and raised on the North Side of Chicago. My sister and I were born and raised there as well, but I became a Yankees fan right before I started high school in 1996 because a friend of mine was from New York and she was a massive fan. It’s always fun to go back and forth with him over which team is better, though this year the choice is rather clear. I always say one year it’ll be the Yankees and Cubs in the World Series, and then I’m going to have to move out for a couple of weeks. LOL