Now, I'm not really one to voice my opinion on my blog about politics. I am fine discussing my political views among friends and family or even in a group, but since this blog is meant to be pretty lighthearted, focused on technology and some random happenings in my life, I tend to keep it that way.
That said, however, I am at the point where I really think that this election could go down in global history as one of the stupidest decisions Americans have ever made. Instead of going on to rant about Sarah Palin and the cost of her outfits (I save that for Twitter) or the general issue that our country is in fact facing one of the greatest financial crisis’ it's seen in over 75 years, I am going to leave you with a little something to read.
I turned to read The New Yorker today and found a great article that really put it in perspective for me. Not only was the article pretty straightforward and made me laugh a bit, but it was from one of my all time favorite authors, David Sedaris.
Here's the link to it, but in summary, here are a few paragraphs from the story that really hammer home a great message:
I don’t know that it was always this way, but, for as long as I can remember, just as we move into the final weeks of the Presidential campaign the focus shifts to the undecided voters. “Who are they?” the news anchors ask. “And how might they determine the outcome of this election?”
Then you’ll see this man or woman— someone, I always think, who looks very happy to be on TV. “Well, Charlie,” they say, “I’ve gone back and forth on the issues and whatnot, but I just can’t seem to make up my mind!” Some insist that there’s very little difference between candidate A and candidate B. Others claim that they’re with A on defense and health care but are leaning toward B when it comes to the economy.
I look at these people and can’t quite believe that they exist. Are they professional actors? I wonder. Or are they simply laymen who want a lot of attention?
To put them in perspective, I think of being on an airplane. The flight attendant comes down the aisle with her food cart and, eventually, parks it beside my seat. “Can I interest you in the chicken?” she asks. “Or would you prefer the platter of shit with bits of broken glass in it?”
To be undecided in this election is to pause for a moment and then ask how the chicken is cooked.
I mean, really, what’s to be confused about?
That's all from me on this topic. Enjoy your David Sedaris for the day. /LC