I went to a few events last month, one of which was aimed at Catholic, young adult singles. Some things were becoming clear to me, once I opened my eyes and really saw what was in front of me.
As soon as I pulled into the lot of the Catholic singles event, I saw a bumper sticker for Bill Brady on one car and another car with a "crisis pregnancy" center bumper sticker. Crisis pregnancy centers are basically pro-life centers. If I wasn't meeting my bestie at this event, I would have left.
Not only were there signs of Republicans, but most of the guys who were there were either too old or way too young for me. The guy who spoke with me the longest actually had kids. And the conversations were mostly boring small talk, like about jobs.
Again, if it hadn't been for "Amy," I would not have stayed longer than an hour. Some other friends of mine happened to be there. The world of Catholic singles in my city is small after all. I talked to them until Amy arrived.
Surprisingly, though, or maybe not so surprisingly, when I went to the community center where I met Jack, I felt very comfortable. Much more comfortable and welcomed than I did at the Catholic event. They were screening a progressive, radical movie. Complete strangers willing to strike up a conversation, usually about social justicey things. And of course, there was a potluck with plenty of vegan-friendly food.
Jack, of course, was a nice addition too.
If I really open my eyes, I see that Catholic young adult events for singles are probably not the place to meet my Mr. Right. Yet I keep going to them. I go to some hippie-liberal-progressive event, that isn't even a "singles" event, and feel much more at home.
Einstein said something like insanity is doing the same thing over and over though you're getting the same result. I'll go to Catholic young adult events for my own spiritual needs. That's it.
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