My 15 year old son is finding his political footing. The topic interests his curious brain to no end – – but each day is a different story, and I have to say – I’m enjoying watching the growth.
One day he’ll say – – I am never going to depend on the government for my life. I’m not going to be one of those people who look to my government to feed, cloth and coddle me – I could never be a Democrat.
Yesterday, when talking about his attempts at finding a job, his statement was this “I’m a liberal. I hate capitalism. It’s because of captialism that I can’t find a job.”
It has nothing to do with his multiple spelling mistakes on his job application, which we talked about until it was hammered in his head that spelling counts. Internet acronyms aren’t accepted forms of communication on a job application, ok?
When I tried explaining to him that if it weren’t for capitalism . . he wouldn’t ever find a job . . . he walked off mumbling something about me force feeding him my political beliefs.
I really love that kid.