I've only been involved with one guy I drastically disagreed with politically...usually it's just a matter of degree.

But in that case, oh MAN did we argue about politics. We're both bright, competitive, informed and opinionated...made us great fun at dinner parties. The trick was that we didn't disagree agree about basic right and wrong...just about how best to get there. We had a lot of faith that the other was basically a good person. And we never mistook our opinions for objective fact....we never demanded the other person admit they were wrong just because we were each sure we were right. And most importantly, we liked the intellectual challenge of the sparring.

The problem wasn't that we disagreed....the problem was that it was fricking exhausting, and I, at least, felt like I had to be always on my guard. After the first 6 months...I was a little relieved when we split up for other reasons (sudden job op. making us geographically incompatible).

Now, well....we don't agree about everything...but we do about most things. Except when he gets up on his Canadian high horse and spends more than 3 minutes solid griping about American stereotypes that aren't all that true. Then I start throwing pillows.

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