What we face now is a summer of open confrontation. It may be interesting, but although I expect a few moments of unintentional hilarity, I suspect that much of the discourse will simply highlight the fact that you can't argue with stupidity. If the other person/group/political party is incapable of understanding the opposing argument, the dialogue is largely pointless - unless, of course, the dialogue is merely an opportunity to voice opposing opinions, and not to actually debate anything in any kind of a meaningful way. That would never happen in a political 'debate', would it? Surely not - but let's push the politicians aside to where they belong (the silly, dishonest boys and girls room).
While I wipe myself down to remove the cynicism and sarcasm oozing from every pore (sorry about that image - may I suggest that you go and briefly look at a photo of someone beautiful to make yourself feel better?), I should point out that the problem with arguing with stupidity regularly presents itself to me in daily life. And it's a pain in the butt-ox.
It's not that I consider myself intelligent - I've seen evidence of the fact that many people are brighter sparks than I (and might I add that accepting this fact has brought me a measure of peace) - but I do seem to come up against a great many people with extreme views of the world - whether it be the happy-clappy, all-the-world's-a-rainbow-made-of-candy-cane-unicorns type of Deepak Chopra follower, or at the other end of the scale, the dyed-in-the-wool right winger with capitalism and making money at the heart of their ethical belief system (although Christianity also seems to be wedged in there somewhere, into a space better shaped for dollar bills). It's not the people that are stupid (usually) - but the ideas. There is, after all, a difference between BEING stupid and doing something that is stupid.
I'd wager a few groats that all of us - even the more intelligent ones - have done a few stupid things in life. I, for example, should never have got into that field filled with inquisitive cows...
Arguing with someone who holds an extreme (spelled: S-T-U-P-I-D) view of the world rapidly becomes a futile effort, and not much later than that, transforms into an act of stupidity itself. Having had a number of stupid preconceptions pointed out to me over the years (I'm a reformed homophobe and xenophobe) and having changed my position on any number of important issues, I do tend to forget that for many people, their views are part of their identity. Confronting world views is to confront who a person really is, and that's a mightily immovable lump to end up butting your head against, even if it's soft and squidgy (the lump, that is; not your head). My experience has been that people with extreme views refuse even to listen to another perspective, and frequently revert to talking more loudly or simply more than the other person, in order to drown out the dissent. When this happens, it's time to leave them with their delusion.
It only takes one extremist to cause division; these days, as a former hard core conservative I consider myself to be a moderate in most things (except of course, forays into fields filled with cows), and while I would love for people to lighten up from either end of the spectrum, life is too short to spend time having futile, one-sided shouting matches with otherwise intelligent people behaving moronically. So, I withdraw in the vast majority of cases, although I will from time to time send a heat-seeking ground-to-ground missile zinging along at knee height when my own values are sufficiently outraged by Tweedle Dee or Dum(b). Much like becoming overly frustrated with other drivers, doing anything more takes up a disproportionate amount of my emotional energy, and is a waste of moments which I could be enjoying instead. Therefore, when I return to work in two days, I shall avoid telling the fellow who works in the same building that all the world's problems are not caused solely by left-wingers who have ruined everything by allowing difference and change to occur.
I'll just wonder quietly if he will realize before he grows too old, what a complete prick he makes himself seem.