Lots of commentators, especially conservative ones, overlook that morality and ideology are not bedfellows … or bedpersons. If we’re going to get political about stuff like daughter-rearing, we might as well admit that the GOP has offered up countless examples of conservatives who would not get past my front door were they to come courting the young miss. Denial: grave moral misconduct!
It’s a fruitless endeavor to suggest that liberals are more moral than conservatives, though doubtless I could come up with the same kind of “study” as Mr Douthat did. The moral life has a lot more to it than talking the talk. You have to walk … well, you know.
I love telling this story, and I hope the target of my humor has a good sense about it. I trust he does. He’s a good guy, the type who is more than welcome in my home any day.
The young miss was attending the homecoming dance last year, and my wife informed me she would be picked up in a motor vehicle driven not by a parent, but by the young man himself.
I saw him after Mass a few days before, and approaching him, said, “I understand you are picking up my daughter Friday night for the dance.”
“Um … yes” (Did I detect a gulp?)
“You do know how to drive now, don’t you?”
“Um … yes.” (Definitely a gulp!)
Wanting to affirm the lad, I smiled as I smacked my right fist into my left palm and said, “Good.” And I walked away.
I recounted the conversation, verbal and non-verbal, to my wife at home, and she was horrified. “You didn’t!”
“Dad didn’t do what?” came the voice from the computer hutch.
With the full attention of the young miss, I recounted the full conversation again, including the non-verbal highlight. She smiled and said, “Good. He waited too long to ask me.”
I don’t know if it’s liberal, but it sure is a lot of fun raising a daughter.