The enemy of my enemy is my friend

Is there anything today that can resemble this?

@smartpolitics - yes. I think the pathological hatred of Trump has created some strange friendships because their hatred of Trump is the only thing they have in common

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Yes…evangelicals and Catholics. Evangelicals believe that Catholics will go to hell because they aren’t a true religion, but they are friends because of their abortion stance.

It is both sad and amusing how much energy people waste over fussy beliefs that their culture infused them with. And how many real and potential relationships they ruin as well.

Today we have partisan political religions that have largely displaced church beliefs — not in the specific people you are referring to, but certainly in a hell of a lot of others.

It’s the exact same story. “My people are good and righteous (just because), and yours are evil.” It’s belief-based judgment, nothing more.

People rationalize and label away their judgmental behavior with buzzwords like science, reason, etc, but there’s very little of any of that at the root of their beliefs or behavior. They’ve simply passively listened to a story they found compelling and judge others against it.

The inquisitive world of Smartpolitics category

Catholics believe there’s no salvation outside the church. The problem is everyone who’s not a Catholic can still obtain salvation but this is often misinterpreted

I don’t really like that for this post. It’s too bad Xi and Putin are friends. I’d prefer Putin to be our friend and Xi to be both of our enemies

I’m interested in rebuilding Ukraine instead of paying for another useless war.

I’m ok with electric cars if we had nuclear power and a full trade embargo with communist China

But they both oppose abortion so the enemy of my enemy is my friend

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Very interesting point

I have a problem with that. My dad was a MEthosdist who didn’t convert. Mom was a Catholic. My dad’s mother was a daughter of a Baptist minister,. They don’t think Catholic’s will get to heaven. That’s a problem for me since I loved my mother and father equally. But if I am to believe what religions are teaching, I won’t be seeing one of them when it’s my turn to go to the pearly gates. On the up side, if I"m not lucky enough to have lived my life in a way that prevented the old man with a beard from condemning me to a life in hellfire, at least I’ll still have one of my parents with me.

Almost a reverse of yours in my family. My dad was Catholic and my mother converted so they could be married in a Catholic church (although, the ceremony could only be at a side altar in a little cove because she was a convert). She had been raised in a primitive Baptist church (a sect that was pretty much based on predestination).

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Which has not been the case for many decades.

Reminds me of this Irish folk song.

While that may be so, the fact it happened affected the people involved for the rest of their lives.

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My uncle married his wife in Spain, and I don’t know the specifics, but according to my dad he had to come in the Church through a side door since he wasn’t Catholic.

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Apparently they agreed to it at the time so why let it affect the rest of their lives?

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Because they were treated differently than other Catholics who married in a church because my mother was not born into Catholicism. But, a church marriage was a huge family expectation for my father. If my father did not marry in church, his parents would have been greatly disappointed and who knows how his relationship with them would have played out or what they may have said to him at the time. He eventually let his hurt go. My mother had no family to be concerned about and wanted to marry my father, so she put up with the second class treatment. She stayed in the church until her death, but I know she remained affected by it.

You may think these types of things don’t have a long term effect on people, but even if they set it aside, it often never gets fully set aside.

Oh…my mom’s mom was a tough gal. Despite dad not converting, they were married in the church. They were going to make mom walk down a side aisle and my Nana put the fear of God in that priest and said “My daughter will walk down that center aisle. Do I make myself clear”. And she did.

The priest also said he would not cover the parking meters (downtown church) as they typically did on Saturdays for a wedding. So attendees would have to pay parking. The maintenance guy, who knew my mom since she was a child said “bullshit” and covered the meters.

My MIL was Methodist. I’m not worried

We had a dispensation in the archdiocese of both Washington and Harrisburg to have a Methodist wedding