Moderate Conservative

"Despite everything, I believe that people are really good at heart"

Who said that? You know who said that... well wrote it anyway.

It is Anne Frank- the last line of the diary. and profound to be sure.

The Moderate Conservative is a quite a testament to how that may not be entirely true. He's an a**hole. He will tell you this, but not in those words. How do I know? He told me.

*Sidenote* Before I post this, let me preface by saying that it is a good thing that I am me, because if I wasn't, I certainly wouldn't try to date me. The recent smack was such a kick in the ego because it is the 2nd time ever that someone has had the choice to date me... and inadvertantly said "No thank you". ouch. The other one I deserved, and he says it doesn't count as a rejection because he wouldn't take me back because I broke his heart. Which was true. Honestly I've never really put it out there, and in some respect it is a good thing to know that to have someone say no is not the worst thing in the world. I've never really stayed long enough, and maybe I am desperately afraid of looking foolish. Whatever.

K. Off we go.

Once upon a time I had to take freshman biology as a senior in high school (While I was taking AP Physics...WTF?), oddly enough my last class in college was freshman biology lab... for some reason it is so hard to me. I digress. MC- was in my class. I didn't see him until college. He expressed how much he had a huge crush on me. It was cute. He tried to date me. He is full of himself. One day we were on the phone as I was downloading some Hindi music (and paying for it legitimately ;) he asked what I was listening to and I told him. He says "Indian people make music?" Yes it is from a movie. "Indian people make movies?" Yes, in fact India has Bollywood which is the largest film industry in terms of size and films produced each year.

...here it comes... get ready.... "I guess I'm just ethno-centric and I think that Americans are the only people that do anything right" he says.

me: You don't really mean that
MC: No, I do.

me: You know I'm Indian, right?
MC: Yes but you are also American, so I like that you LOOK exotic, but you are normal on the inside

me: wow, and you are trying to date me?
MC: Yes, I like you very much. I just think my way is the only that is right in just about everything. blah blah Fox news... Bill O'Reilly is the greatest newscaster to ever live, everyone else is lying, blah blah

me: grow up *click*

So I ran into him randomly. I am me, so I am still polite, he is him so he is still asking if he can call me. He showed his bum at some club, I was with the next guy I dated so it didn't matter. I'm sure I've seen him a bunch of times later.

Then he is at Friday's Ball. He seems happy to see me, and the gin in me was happy to see him. We talk for a bit. He is in law school and will be a politician. Ok, that is not a giant leap of faith. He says he's sorry for whatever transpired between us and I don't know him now. He's really different. I said something like "Yeah, you were a bit intense" He laughs and says "NO, I was an a**hole" I don't disagree.

He further enlightens me that the biggest change he has made is that he has learned how to say whatever someone wants to hear to get whatever he wants. Wow. His recent ex-girlfriend of 2 years has been cheating on him, and he laments that he has become cynical. I believe he started out that way.

He asks who I am with and I point out DK, he asks and I tell the truth- he's the ex. MC is amazed that we are still friendly if not always friends. He asks if there are complications with dating other people. I say, why would there be? He says it may create insecurities. I tell him I am just dating people and nothing serious... he says "you must like B.Shi*t then" because to him- dating equals B.s. No- I am enjoying people and not dumping huge amounts of expectation on them, or at least trying not to, because I also recognize what I am not ready for.

I then ask if our conversation is something he considers B.s. he says of course not, he knows me. I laugh and say he should only talk to people he knows then... he seeks to recover the fumble and mercifully Dk shows up to twirl me away.

I did speak to him before we left. Kissed him on the cheek and wished him well in life, in case I never see him again. Which I kind of hope not to.