I picked the right year to not vote Democratic
If I listened to the TUGgies on the net, I’d believe Geraldine Ferraro’s spectacular outburst of bigoted nonsense against Barack Obama was actually an evil plot by the Clinton campaign to cater to the closet racists in the Democratic Party, and that her attempts to get Michigan (17 ev) and Florida (27 ev) seated at the Democratic convention are a horrible plot to take the Democratic Party down with her.
And if I listened to the SUBbies on the other side, I’d believe that the offensive sexist tripe uttered by too damn many of the TUGgies is actually an evil plot orchestrated by the Obama campaign to cater to the closet [if you define “closet” as right out in the open] misogynists in the Democratic Party, and that his attempts to encourage Republicans to switch over in open primaries, and to keep Florida and Michigan from being seated at the Democratic convention are actually attempts at vote suppression.
It’s no secret that I prefer Ms. Clinton (she didn’t hire a homophobe to headline a series of campaign rallies in South Carolina, which makes up for her hiring Mark Penn (who appears to be spectacularly unqualified for anything other than looting the bodies of dead campaigns) as her campaign head) but I don’t favor her enough to get off my butt and vote for her over the other interchangable center-rightist that the Democratic Party has served up as a potential nominee in this dead-even primary race that has all of the Democratic kingmakers wringing their hands and whining about how competition will tear the party apart (“tear the party apart” is shorthand for “we want to know which butt to kiss, and we don’t want it to be too obvious!”)
About all the armed warfare between the cult of Obama and the Clintonistas (who are running a couple of months behind the cult of Obama; it’s only in the past couple of weeks that I’ve started to see the sort of spittle-flecked ranting that’s been coming from the cult since about 2 days after the Iowa caucuses) is doing for me is that it’s giving me a reason to aggressively edit my bookmarks list, and I’ve been needing to do that for a while now.
Now all I have to do is decide who to vote for for President. Should I vote for James “Kibo” Parry, Bob the Angry Flower, or the Scorched Earth Party candidate ?
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Always, now, and forever, Jeff Vogel.