I am unsure how I am currently finding the time to blog. Or how you are finding the time to read my blog. You should be out celebrating. It is John McCain's 72nd birthday. This handsome, young, presidential candidate was born on this date in 1936. At least two thirds of the adjectives in that last sentence were true. He is not handsome like this man...handsomeness. When I turn seventy-two, I expect my birthday list to include: Ensure, a round-trip ticket from my current Florida location to my hometown and back, someone to add length to my pants, (as for this year, I hike them up two additional centimeters) or somewhere to sit and think. Obviously my ideas for getting old are passe and archaic. John McCain's birthday list simply includes one thing, that of choosing his own vice-president. Which is total bullshit. I don't even get to pick what kind of cake I want at my birthdays anymore because I am so old and obsolete. He gets to pick a running mate. Who could it be? Who will it be? My guess will be Minnesota Governor Tim Pawlenty. A fairly safe choice seeing as where the Republican convention is being held. Others are suggesting Mitt Romney or possibly former Pennsylvania governor Tom Ridge.
It's always nice to see a politician from Pennsylvania being thrown around in the mix of vice-presidential candidates. Especially considering the last good politician to come from The Keystone State was Ben Franklin. And he wasn't even born in the state. Your other option of course could be this nation's fifteenth president, James Buchanon. It is very common knowledge that Buchanan was a life-long bachelor. But why? How could a president not find a good woman to marry? Easy. There was a young, tall, bearded beauty of a politician from Illinois was stealing women's hearts all across the country on his ascension to overtake Buchanan. What a terrible fate. To be the fifteenth president. Going before BAbe Lincoln must have been like trying to be a savior before Jesus. You could have done a lot of good shit, but you never remembered to play the "Son of God" card. You recovered from a pretty severe disease, but you never resurrected. You had a bunch of your friends follow you around and hang out with you, but they weren't disciples.
Resemblance?
Barack Obama.
There. I just wanted to scare you. Very quickly your minds started assuming that I believe Barack to be the second coming. A savior of American politics. Not the case. I was just switching topics. Last night Obama addressed his party at Invesco field. In a speech that was straight forward, and some may say, too decisive, Obama proved he was going to take the fight to McCain. I thought the speech was very very good. It was vintage Barack Obama, and something the Democratic delegates have wanted to see from him for quite some time. It was a speech of ideals and hopes that hearkened back to his first convention speech. I have already listened to conservatives in my office complain today because they felt Obama is already running a "dirty" campaign by attacking McCain so early. Response from conservatives had Obama not attacked McCain and waiting until next week for McCain to attack him first: "Oh that John. He is so so smart. He went after Barack. He is so smart and tough. That's what he is, tough. Like a piece of rawhide leather. He reminds me of a pit bull. A real American. Red, white, and blue all the way through. And I just love how he wants off-shore drilling. We need that oil so badly." Other remarks included: "Pow pow, let us keep our guns, pow," to "Now that white skinned man is authentic America. He loves his country. I am not a racist, but I just don't think a black man could ever be as patriotic as McCain. **
Was that too mean? Yeah you are probably right.
How will McCain and the Republican party answer Obama's speech is yet to be known. They have already claimed that Barack Obama will never be able to pay for all of the things he spoke about. And to be fair, I wonder the same thing. Spending ten billion dollars less a month on a war we won't be fighting anymore might be a start. Regardless of the reaction, when Obama speaks, he makes me believe in a lot of good things. And I think a lot of people feel the same way. And after 2004, I never thought I would believe again. That is why I adore the man so much. I don't quite know everything about his policies or how much he will backslide (fears strongly voiced by a certain fish on a scooter), but it sure feels good to care about politics again. Now I just need to break out my Buck Fush shirt from the old college drawer and I will be back in business. ***
*Try finding a normal looking picture of Jesus on the internet. I don't want to see just how pissed he is gonna be when he comes back and finds these terrible images of him on the internet.
**Brandon, feel free to use your gay editing/copy writing skills to determine just how far from APA stylization I strayed during that last paragraph. Kate, you can do the same. I just figured you didn't get that far into my blog, as it was dealing too heavily on politics (again). I threw in some Baberaham for you though.
***I have fallen in love with the asterisk during this blog. I hope you have too.
1 comment:
I do appreciate the Lincoln references. And pictures of Jesus always lend themselves to attractive attention-grabbers.
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