I watched Election last night - a poignant political flick about candidate Flick. Thanks to Mike for the suggestion. You know, Witherspoon was not grating in the slightest. Perhaps my ignorant aversion to the actress stems from having sat through Legally Blonde all those years ago.
Shorter Meghan McCain: Like, oh my god, my dad is like totally running for president!...and I get to ride in his big campaign bus and I'm like making a totally serious documentary of the whole thing. Want a button with my dad's name on it?!?
So this is how Mr. Straight Talk plans on luring young people to his campaign...by pimping out having his daughter blog to the cool kids on the internets. Well, at least she and her co-bloggers have decent taste in music. I didn't see any Celine Dion (ehem, Hillary!) or Lee Greenwood (the official RNC get-it-on music) in those playlists.
I just returned from voting this evening. My polling place was a small building that houses a Christian church. Dozens of little green leaflets greeted me as I entered the church. I've scanned one and posted above for your viewing pleasure.
Draft Nader. Yeah, but it's hard to resist the appeal of that former Congresswoman who punched a cop. Hell, at this point Gary Coleman and Gallagher should enter the race. The more, the merrier.
94% Mike Gravel 93% Dennis Kucinich 79% John Edwards 74% Chris Dodd 74% Barack Obama 73% Hillary Clinton 73% Joe Biden 67% Bill Richardson 38% Rudy Giuliani 32% Ron Paul 25% John McCain 19% Mike Huckabee 19% Tom Tancredo 18% Mitt Romney 9% Fred Thompson
Obama and Huckabee. We'll see if that trend holds throughout the next few primaries. If so, this would be an interesting match-up. Both are slick politicians, quick on their feet and well-spoken. Huckabee comes off as a nice guy. I wouldn't mind kicking out the jams with him and his band. Obama revives the memory of my former idealistic childhood self - the one who died a long time ago. But if I have to hear the word "change" one more time I am going to self-immolate.
Mi esposa is happy. Obama is her man. She can't understand why I haven't jumped on the O-Train...and she's already given me shit for saying I'll vote third party in November. More on that later.
I hope Cthulhu is on the ballot. I might have to start canvassing in front of my local Trader Joe's.
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...
I wonder how deep they will dig. To China, perhaps? And what, pray tell, is floating around in this cess pool of Iowa voters. Who is the elusive demographic du jour? Soccer moms? College kids? NASCAR dads? Tractor-driving oxycontin-addicted Jayhawk fans?
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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.
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Admitting that her own mistakes may have fed unfavorable impressions of her is still not the style of Mrs. Clinton. On Monday night, when asked by someone at the rally why there were people who did not like her, she did not criticize herself or delve into introspection.
“There are people who will never vote for me,” she said. “It breaks my heart, but it’s true.”
"Hi, folks! I'm the Huckster! I lost weight - and you can too! If I'm elected president every single American will receive vouchers for free Subway sandwiches. We'll all drop the pounds together."
Hillary® is in dire need of a campaign theme song. I've already got the Republicans covered. Now it's time to help the Democrats. So far here are my musical suggestions for the Hillary® campaign:
I guess you could say this is the "Original Pime". I stopped blogging here regularly in May 2008 (if you don't count the B-Sides diversion - yes it gets confusing) when I joined the Tumblr revolution. Going forward bravely into 2009, this site will serve to house any large image work I produce.
Blog is Dead. Long Live Blog.
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Well, my inner defeatist has triumphed over my better intentions.
Considering I have nothing to add in terms of half-enlightened commentary
to this ongoing...