George and I registered as Republicans this year. We got tired of being disenfranchised. In Utah where Democrats are scarce as alligators in Alaska, the final elections are always determined at the June Republican primaries.
Although we’re basically independents, for the past few elections, George and I have attended Democratic caucuses. Utah Democrats don’t require attendees to be registered Democrats. That requirement would make caucus meetings small enough to be held in telephone booths—assuming telephone booths still exist outside Dr. Who.
Democratic caucuses are warm and welcoming. Attendees are nearly smothered with gratitude. “No, you don’t have to be a registered Democrat to attend. Would you like to be a county delegate? A state delegate? Both?
I was a Democratic county delegate once and the convention was a blast. Salsa rhythms played as the Latino delegation danced. Diversity reigned—African Americans. Gays and Lesbians. Noise and confusion. Our cause was hopeless, but we had a great time.
I suspect the state Republican convention resembles General Conference more than a rockin’ party. Male delegates attired in dark suits, white shirts and conservative ties. Women wearing below-the-knees dresses—no leggings.
The Republican website said caucus meetings begin with prayer and the Pledge of Allegiance. Will an opening prayer promote civility? I haven’t noticed opening prayers doing much for sportsmanship at stake basketball competitions or BYU football games.
But, perhaps God cares more about the outcome of caucus meetings than ball games. Should Utah Democrats add prayer to their caucus meetings? Maybe. After the usual election day trouncing, Utah Democrats could sincerely “pray for them which despitefully use you.”