I had a phone call from my insurance man the other day.
Jim lives in another city and we never see each other, but his company is national and I saw no reason to switch homeowners insurance when he moved away. He’s a solid Christian and I like him.
When Jim believes something, he can be tenacious.
He called urging me to vote for a certain candidate for the U.S. Senate. I listened to him and when he insisted that I go to a certain website and watch a video, I made no promises. That did not please him. Frankly, listening to claims and arguments and promises from political candidates is not on my list of favorite things to do. The attacks and disclaimers are so arbitary and voters are rarely treated as though they have a lick of sense and the judgment of an adult that I try to skip them as much as possible.
Jim called later to see if I had listened to the tape. I forget what I told him, but I tried to say gently that he had done quite enough.
A couple of days later, I went to the courthouse and voted absentee since I’ll be in another state in revival on election day.
I did not say and would not if asked, how I voted.
It’s no one’s business.