I try, as best as possible, to reflect the opinions of whomever I happen to be talking to at the time (fortunately I rarely get put in a position where I have to discuss politics) - ie I'm very measured and moderately supportive (although not to the extent where my comments are memorable) when I'm around friends who are involved in campus liberation stuff (anti-sexism and Pride and the like), whereas when I'm with friends from my home town I'm comfortably (although again, not excessively) on the casual bigotry banterbus.
Very good.
I myself ran into a spot of trouble on Friday night when a few friends stopped by and one srat chick I don't know that well started talking politics. Having already begun drinking, I was reasonably distraught that someone would wish to take me from my happy place to even talk about Donald Trump outside the sarcastic. This resulted in an "exchange of ideas" where I exposed my neo-fascistic/Stalinist sentiments to those assembled; at least one person was there who I'd rather have not know my actual viewpoints. Still a bit angry at myself for this.
Haha, of course, it's always problematic when you combine drinking and being around people who have strong political opinions - if I ever do say anything slightly off-colour I just pin on the alcohol or say it was humour.
I tend to dislike people casually discussing political views as if they're entitled to an audience that agrees with them. I also don't like to employ logic to solve the "problem" because I view modern political stances as being... "inadequate" and would rather just go the point of full absurdity rather than say something that sounded vaguely sincere. In this case, it resulted in me commenting on how I longed for the day when the working man got home from the steel mill and read his state-owned newspaper or listened to his state-owned radio, and how, while presidential candidates idiotically talked about increasing our freedom, they should instead be telling us how they'd make us work more. I can't remember what the chick was arguing, but it was something vaguely liberal, at the very least. Anything "political" at an alcohol-infused social event ought to consist of semi-sarcastic slogans, shouted. This was a wreck.
This sort of attitude is what's wrong about modern political discourse. Nobody believes that a sincere, respectful but if necessary harsh exchange of ideas with others is worth having anymore. Sarcasm and provocation are so much more fun, right?
