In which I question my political bona fides

Am I a bad Political Wife because I don't want to watch Primo march in a Fourth of July parade? I can't think of anything I want to do less next Friday than get out of bed early, take a shower, dry my hair, dress for The Public (even though The Public couldn't care less about me), and then stand for an hour in what should be really hot weather but will probably be cold weather while people walk past me.