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Good.īut I do know someone who hates Iowa. It also seems obvious I make them uncomfortable. Keeping them comfortable is a never-ending job. Stop being “biased.” Their love of Iowa also hinges on their own comfort, so we can’t talk about stuff like institutional racism, guaranteeing civil rights to all or permitting books on our library shelves they don’t like. Write stuff that makes them feel better about their political views, shut the hell up or move out. But many conservatives demand I agree to terms and conditions. How is it that their version of “freedom” only applies to some of us, while the rest of us get the double-bird? Our waters are impaired, not our ability to sniff out BS. If they love Iowa and Iowans so much, why are they constantly trying to frighten us with tales of imaginary threats? Why do they invent fake crises and ignore real problems, like, for example, polluted waterways flowing through Iowa? And, no, not everyone really wants clean water. Some of us just don’t like the idea of banning books as part of a campaign of fearmongering to scare voters. Public schoolteachers and the media do not have a “sinister agenda” to promote pedophilia or “groom” children for abuse. Cutting their benefits won’t fulfill some tough-love, boot-straps-pulling right-wing fantasy. Unemployed Iowans aren’t lounging in hammocks, as the governor suggested. It’s overheated hyperbole that makes Republicans feel better about targeting marginalized kids. Transgender girls are not going to destroy women’s sports. The flat income tax signed into law this year is not a “fairer” tax, as Republicans claim.
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Have you ever heard that catchy homeland security admonition, “if you see something say something?” Well, I’m seeing things and I’m going to say something, regardless of who wants or doesn’t want to hear it.Īnd if Statehouse Republicans love Iowa so much more than I do, why do they treat us like we’re thoughtless idiots? But suggesting I hate Iowa is one criticism I’m not willing to let go. Normally, I couldn’t care less what critics think. Very few substantively respond to the arguments I’m making, which I would welcome. They call me a hack, a broken record and much worse. Add your contacts.Ĭonservatives, naturally, don’t like what I write. You will begin to receive our Daily Opinion updates and our topical Pints & Politics newsletter. I enjoy writing, to be sure, but not so much constantly chronicling my home state’s slide into ruby red political extremism. If people think I enjoy railing on all the garbage that passes for legislation under the Golden Dome of Wisdom, they’re flat wrong. And I write about it, more often than I’d like. In reality, I strongly and strenuously disagree with the way my state is being governed. Dipped in it like State Fair corn dog batter.
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Go ahead, because I know.īut now, apparently, I ‘m full of Iowa hate, slathered in it like sunscreen. I went to American Legion Boys State, for cripes sake.Īsk me what the state rock, flower and bird are. I’m a part-owner of farmland in our family since the 1880s. I’m not a farmer, but I do have a farmer tan. I’ve detasseled corn, ate more tenderloins than I care to mention and my chin is permanently greased with sweet corn butter. I helped increase the state’s population by three with my Illinois-native wife and two kids.
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Living my entire life in Iowa, 51 years and counting, is a funny way to show my hatred. I actually long for summer’s swelter, when I can float in a pool of hatred, perhaps. A recent letter-writer, for example, claimed I’m “sweltering in hatred.” In this weather? It’s more like I’m wearing a windbreaker of wickedness, or perhaps some fleece of fury.
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But my alleged hate is being recognized more and more.