My youngest sister came over today and we were watching the Lance Armstrong - Oprak confession on TV. Before too long, we were arguing over Lance's sincerity, if anything he said could be trusted and his motives for doing such an interview.
The simple fact was that neither of us knew the answer, but once one of us formed an opinion, it was easy for the other to form the other side of the argument and the debate went on for the duration of the interview, particularly in the lengthy commercial breaks. I think we both felt like we won the debate and held our grounds well and it was never malicious, however, I was reflecting afterwards about how we were able to mount arguments that were compelling and justified with little thought or preparation and enjoyed how we forced each other into corners and made us think of counter arguments.
My father is a die hard conservative, which has made me argue for the progressives when debating him. Only problem is that when debating dad and I have him cornered, he just throws his hands in the air and accuses me of not knowing what I am talking about. I can argue the opposite side with my mostly progressive boss. I don't think these two understand me as well as my sister - it is not what I am saying that is important, its the joy of the argument.
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