Divided

We are finally divided. We are backed up against opposite walls of the gym, staring each other down wondering who will be the first brave one to step to the half-court line and start dancing. But no one will, because meeting in the middle is an abstract, scoffed at, assinine thought right now.
It's unfamiliar to us, because for so many of us, we have never really had to choose. We've been happy standing in the middle duck-duck-goosing our way through things. Duck - no, I don't believe in that. Duck - no, I would never agree to that. Goose - yes! Finally, we have something in common!
But now we're being forced to pick a team. We're shirts or skins, red or blue, girls or boys. We are one or the other.

We are Republican
or
We are Democrat.

We love W., or we love Kerry. We agree with the war, or we don't. We support gay marriage, or we think it is a crime against the sanctity of an outfit which hasn't been sacred since well, SINCE...? We are Michael Moore, or we are Ann Coulter.

And nevermind all you us moderates who have always been happy to be in the duck-duck-goose world. Who have been happy to say YES, more gun control, but also, YES I am pro-choice. YES, I agree with the legalization of gay marriage! And, YES, build up our military, defend us and those who need defending! No longer can we do that, my friends. Moderacy is out; polarization is in.

So pick a side! Who will it be? What will you find to be the most important issue? Who will it be! What is wrong?! WHO WILL IT BE! The days of quietly standing in the middle of the road have passed for now. It is now time to let your vote be branded across your forehead.

Are you ready to pick one?