The Salon

I should have anticipated the vitriol.

When a shibboleth is threatened,

Bad things happen.

Leaving my tribe means losing comfort.

Communication is harder,

A nod is something else to some one else.

None of the presenters were Americans,

And they offered views that conflicted with

My beliefs.

They suggested my enemy was malleable,

Devaluing its history of hate and murder,

Inferring that I was rigid and unreasonable.

I reject their claims

And wonder if they have an agenda.

That would weaken my position?.

Now I have my back covered.

I have the guns and the options,

But not forever.