But I am getting ahead of myself.
I was raised Republican, indoctrinated into the Grand Ol' Party from a young age, and baptized into the waters of latent McCarthyism. I sipped at the fountain of Pro-Life Rallies and Reaganomics.
One of my earliest memories was joining my grandfather in a voting booth so he could teach me how to vote "straight ticket." It was a decade before I would be of legal voting age, but he wanted to be sure I was ready.
Red, of course.
Was there any other color?
I bled red.
We bled red.
Why?
Well, because God bled red...or so I was told.
And I bought it.
Why wouldn't I?
Every influential voice in my life reinforced the narrative that conservative Republicans were the party of God, doing his work in this world. With one voice, pastors, parents, grandparents, and fellow parishioners regularly reminded me that a Christian could only vote for one party and be a follower of Christ. No exceptions.
Thus the wall was built""one row at a time""as each person I respected and trusted laid their brick upon the mortar of my impressionable mind.
"Democrats are evil."...another brick laid.
"Christians are Republican." ...another brick laid.
"Jesus was Conservative." ...another brick.
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