There are three topics you should avoid if you want to have a peaceful and enjoyable social experience, and we all know what those topics are: politics, sex, and religion. When you mix them together, things can get really heated, yet there I was having my wonderful dinner of grilled Mahi Mahi fresh caught just that morning by one of the couples on our fishing excursion, and what did we talk about? All three, and yet things never got heated. No one had a vested interest in convincing the others, and judgement was lacking. We were just hanging out, and it was a joy. We got to know a little about each other, and our brief acquaintance was pleasant, and if we had more time, we might have become friends.
Politics was the elephant on the cruise, with everyone wondering how Super Tuesday was shaping up for their candidate. As an Ohioan, people wanted to know how we liked our Governor John Kasich. (No complaints.) Everyone wanted peace, and interest was expressed, but no one tried to convince anyone of anything. It was the same on the island, except at that wonderful dinner, the couple who caught the fish was Canadian, and didn’t like some recent comment that Donald Trump had made about Canada. Maybe they better start building a wall like one Facebook post making the rounds suggests.
Sex was a brief but necessary bit of conversation. One couple was a same sex couple. Hubby delicately broached the subject, “How long have you two been together.” Just a little over a year. It was enough to put everyone at ease. The women knew they didn’t need to be defensive, nor secretive, and everyone else had their suspicions confirmed. From there we talked like normal couples about our travels, etc.
Religion has to come up when someone makes the weird comment that they are Jesus. We all knew that wasn’t true! It did cause me to confess something I rarely do to people I first meet. I am related to Jesus. An argument can be made that of course we are all related to one another in some way as we are all humans. I am related on a little deeper level. My maiden name is Schapiro and my paternal great grandfather was an orthodox Jew. This has caused me to experience antisemitism directly, even though my grandfather was Christian, which in Hitler’s Germany was an important distinction. Asked if I was Jewish, I said, “No, I am a Christian.”
So on this wonderful Wednesday back at home I am thankful that social engagements that could have gone wrong in so many ways went smoothly, and nothing interfered with a wonderful and relaxing vacation.