I'm Talking to You

I love you.

I love you if you're black, white, yellow, or brown.  Or even purple.

I love you if you disagree with me.  You make my life more interesting, and learning about the opposing side makes us think.  In fact, surrounding oneself with people who only agree will guarantee an increasingly narrow-minded view of the world.

I love you if you're a vegetarian and I love you if you're a carnivore of the Texas variety (as in all meat is good).

Ubiquitous Texas BBQ

I love you if you are a parent.  And I love you if you aren't.  Especially if you don't mind still being friends with someone who talks about her kid a lot.

You talkin' to me?

I love you if you have cats even though I can't come to your house as a consequence lest I wheeze.  To many of my friends: thank you for forgiving me for not spending more time at your home.

I love you if you have a cheesy 70s-era mustache.  But I'd prefer you didn't (thank you for shaving, Rangers pitcher Derek Holland).

I love you if you smoke occasional cigars.  As long as you don't blow it in my face.  Cigarette smokers, I still love you, but we need to talk.

Yep, that is Kip Winger. And *cough* me

I love you even if you don't like Motley Crue.  Or Megadeth.  Or Guns N Roses.  Or Brad Paisley.  (What? Sigh. OK, I just exposed my affinity for country music.)  I might like you a little more if you do, though.

I love you if you were a Mean Girl/ Mean Boy in high school and have mended your ways.  Love has shown you the way out.  Mitt Romney, I sincerely hope this includes you.

I love you if you were a Mean Girl in high school and haven't changed.  Well, I may not like you, but I still love you.  You need all the love you can get.  Mean Queen Joan Rivers and a certain big-haired former beauty queen, this includes you too.

They're awfully cute, I must admit.

I love you if you're Republican, I love you if you're Democrat.  However, if you are a Rush Limbaugh fan, I may check to make sure you didn't hit your head recently.   Whether or not I agree with him, I even love that Ron Paul and his family created a cookbook and it showed up in my mailbox.

I love you if you have tattoos; I have one too, to my mother's great chagrin.  But sir, a shaved head with the word "EVIL" tattooed across the top of your menacing scalp is a wee bit scary.

I love you if you're gay and I love you if you're not.  I love you even if you believe that God will not take these wonderful people into heaven, even though I think you are misguided.  

I love you if you speak another language in our melting-pot country.  Teach me some new words.

Life is too short to hate. 

To actively campaign against.

To discriminate.

To hold a grudge.

To be mean.

To call people names.

To say things intended to hurt.

Share the love.  There is everything to gain.