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It’s a rainy night and I am home alone. I just finished what I think is a particularly good five-page paper on William Wordsworth’s Resolution and Independence. I am going to go get a snack, play some Xbox, start working on my other papers that are due this week, pass in my Wordsworth paper tomorrow, go vote, then go get a free coffee and a free sex toy. Hah.
(The latter I wasn’t being competely serious about, just for the record)
From a series of wonderful candid photos and stories from the campaign trail by Callie Shell. Rachel and I just gave Barack twenty more dollars each for him to spend on whatever he needs to get this thing done, and I politely urge you to do the same.
Here is what I am afraid is going to happen to John McCain’s head every time he begins to become animated as he speaks:
…hold the election today? Please? Pretty please?
There’s nothing to write about the vice presidential debate that hasn’t been written already, better. Biden was more in command of the facts. Palin was more in command of doing exactly what she’s been doing for the past few weeks: supplementing (I’m reluctant to write “bolstering” there) a ticket that people could only conceivably choose based on what they believe. It’s the ticket that fails on the facts, the policies, the knowledge, and the “experience” (whatever that means) and their only strength (and I use that term loosely) is ideology. And the reason for that being that a lot of voting-age dumb-as-rocks white racist homophobe misogynists see something endearing in the sappy (though spurious) POW story, the “straight-talking” regular guy who is intellectually unchallenging, the anti-abortion old guy and his equally dumb-as-rocks good-looking (according to some; not my words) politically-helpful-but-realistically-useless female running mate.
And she sure nailed it.
In other somewhat unrelated election news, I am not actually registered to vote, though I sent my papers in over a month ago. What this means is I may need to find a way to get down to Renton so I can personally physically assault, er, hand in my registration.
“She knows more about energy than probably anyone else in the United States of America.“
— John McCain on Sarah Palin’s foreign policy experience
Aside from the fact that it is a gross, flagrant overstatement (read: complete fallacy), it has nothing to do with foreign policy, about which Senator McCain and his interviewer were speaking at the time. Is there nothing this man won’t lie about?
…Obviously not.
I’m not even going to get into the Sarah Palin interview with Charlie Gibson at all for two reasons: first, it’s a fucking joke because the questions were so fucking easy, and second, despite the easy questions she still managed to flamboyantly display how unbelievably ignorant she is on the state of the world, what’s right and wrong to say publicly, and how truly unfit she is for the job for which she is currently being ‘interviewed’.
In the out-of-context words of David Foster Wallace: “What a fucking mess.”
I don’t care what anyone says about Sarah Palin’s hotness—five kids at the age of forty-four—that pussy is busted!
Not to mention her political stances are just cuckoo-bananas. But it’s not like that matters or anything. Just think about those busted-ass leathery old lady-bits when you’re in the voting booth, if only for the good of America.
Today I wrote out a check that will in a few days become my first political contribution. I’ve been thinking about it for a while, but today I was just inspired to. That and I’ve been throwing away a lot of money lately, and I figured what the fuck, I should put my money where my mouth is and throw some scratch ol’ Barry’s way. Couldn’t hurt, right?
This morning I beat my high score in Geometry Wars by almost double (618,000). I then immediately had to leave for work. I was five minutes late.
I went to Starbucks instead of Pegasus today. This is a long story. My favorite barista ever—Maria—who showed a lot of (friendly) interest in me, was fired from the coffee shop in my building recently, which is Pegasus. Yesterday there was a gorgeous barista at the Starbucks in the Columbia Tower who showed no interest in me whatsoever. She was not there today when I went in.
On the walk home, I called Lee. We talked about lots of stuff. She mentioned Bon Iver. It is supposed to be pronounced like the French phrase for “good winter,” which would actually be written “bon hiver” with the silent French H. I will forgive the misspelling because he is quite a talent.
After that I watched McCain’s hour’s worth of empty rhetoric.
After that I called my mom. We talked politics. She told me my dad is likely to vote for McCain. I asked her, “Does he know what the current political situation does to my blood pressure?” She said she’d try to sway him.
I ended the day by completely smashing my previous Geometry Wars high score. Oh, and don’t you worry about my words: I’ve already eaten them.
Via the wondrous Things Younger Than John McCain, written by some anonymous smart person:
Tom gets up at 6:00 AM to prepare his morning coffee. He fills his pot with good, clean drinking water because some liberal fought for minimum water quality standards. He takes his daily medication with his first swallow of coffee. His medications are safe to take because some liberal fought to insure their safety and that they work as advertised.
There is a lot of talk about Hillary Clinton already losing the nomination. Over at Americablog, apparently even Clinton insiders are singing the same tune everyone else is. But if you look at the comments to that posting, about seven comments from the bottom, is one of the smartest pieces of Internetery that I’ve ever read. I quote it here:
I find it hard to believe that you still don’t understand what’s happening here.
Hilary Clinton is running her campaign the same way she has faced every major challenge in her life. She is fighting twice as hard as any man would have to, and she is ignoring everyone who is telling her that, for the good of the (1) family or (2) company or (3) party or (4) country, get back in your place and for G-d’s sake stop your yapping, woman.
Obama is Dems Only Answer via Huffington Post
Much has been made of whether or not Barack Obama can close the deal against Hilary Clinton, and that his failure to do so raises questions about his viability in the fall assuming he receives the nomination.
Such concerns, though legitimate, miss the more salient point–there is no other alternative for Democrats if they wish to reclaim the White House … Whatever concerns exist surrounding Obama’s viability pale in comparison to those of Clinton; she cannot win. I say this not as an Obama supporter or Clinton detractor but as a political observer. Obama is the Democrats only hope to end eight years of Oval Office exile.
I am in agreement: Hillary is by far the unlikely candidate and she’s only being childish and truculent by refusing to bow out. However, how about “Obama is Only SANE Answer”? Why restrict this to simply Democrats versus Republicans? If we’re going to to that, I’d sooner prefer a vale tudo/lucha libre cage match. I think Hillary would, too.
Just out of curiosity, let’s have a look at how the media portrays McCain’s campaign, courtesy of Jon Stewart:
You may now return to your regularly scheduled not caring about this crap.