As you've probably noticed I don't write about politics as much as I once did. Frankly, Operation Enduring Hegemony and Clusterfuck 2008 have bored me as of late. What little political commentary I am still able to churn out now gets featured at the Guys from Area 51. Plus, I've enjoyed taking the Pime in a more personal direction this year. That said, I can't completely eliminate the skullfuckers from this blog, so here's some politics for ya...
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Last week some close friends of ours came down to visit from Oakland. At dinner one night we were discussing the choices in the quickly approaching election. As is customary in any discussion of presidential candidates, first my wife professed her love for Obama. Then our friend, Oakland gal, explained why she would be voting for Hillary Clinton.
"She's a brand name", Oakland gal said. "It's a safe bet to go with a brand name".
I didn't challenge her on that statement. Frankly, what's the point starting an argument? She's got a point - when it all boils down to Coke vs. Pepsi, why would anyone choose Shasta cola? Picking candidates is like selecting laundry detergent. The only decision is whether or not you want bleach included.
I'll disclose my choice for supreme dictator of the land on February 5 after I vote in the Kahleefonia primary.