I pulled all the stops this year in trying to get my wife to vote for my guy. I was not brash or aggressive. I silenced myself for long durations. I was eager to listen (at least… tried to be). And I criticized the GOP candidate often. I also honestly disclosed my standing disagreements with the incumbent. Sometimes I turned it up or down depending on both verbal and non-verbal feedback I was getting. I really worked hard to persuade my wife–my wife–to vote along with me. Because she is my wife she gives me extra leeway. My guy’s message can reach her by ways and means not possible for anybody else. I get to leverage my insider knowledge of her psychology, values, personality, and mood to try to be as persuasive as possible. I live with her. She depends on me. She respects me.
But my efforts were vain. A couple days ago we made more progress than we ever had in our family on political ideas and evaluations of candidates. I have never felt her more sympathetic to my views than I have this past week. Our views have never been more congruent than they have been this past week. Yet, alas. She told me point blank that she intends to vote for Obama and she told me why. And I could not overcome those reasons. As she is a woman of principle and conscience, it was over.
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