This day I live, not
for me, but for you.
To end it all, would mean to you
nothing at all. Woe is me, I live.

- JLA

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30 Aug 2008

I hate politics, and McCain’s choice as VP is a very clear example of why!!

Politics

Sarah Palin, I don’t know the lady and nothing said here is directed at her or meant to be negative in any way.  Though this is my blog and that is my right, I try not to exercise it when talking about politics because I try to stay out of them, that said…

The ONLY reason America now knows her name, is because someone in the McCain Administration said “Hey, let’s sign a female VP to grab all those dissatisfied Clinton supporters who are on the fence about whom to vote for since Obama didn’t pick Clinton, we can put another female on the ticket because all these supporters were really doing in the first place, was voting for a female!”

Read that, read that again, and read it one more time to fully understand all the nuiances of this once great country and the one absolote truth about politics:  They are now a total joke and all about perception and expectations.

McCain picked her to win female Clinton votes, PERIOD.  That is the number one reason on the list of why she was picked.  Any other reason supported the decision, plain and simple.  How is that politics?  How is that winning a vote by arguing your points to the point you change minds?  Why is America still getting all worked up over this outdated BS system??  Why would any true Democrat, want to vote for a party that is doing what they feel is going to get them the most votes, the most strategic thing???
Obama had prolly the most difficult choice ever as to whom to pick for VP.  It was widely “expected” he would pick Clinton, just cause.  For no other reason.  If he didn’t, he would lose all those votes because a majority of Clinton supporters are simply females who want to see another female as President or VP.  It’s not about the politics with them, it is about affirmitive action!  In most cases, very little more.  I mean, how can we not come up with that conclusion?  Since any TRUE Democrat wouldn’t vote for McCain if he was the only option, as his policies are completely polar to that of Clinton’s.  But, what is the feel of the Clinton supporters right now?  Vote McCain cause Obama didn’t pick Hillary!

Ok…that makes so much political sense, you won me over!  I am going to vote for a politician who doesn’t believe in the same things someone I was backing and rooting for!  Yeah!!  Cause obviously, this other politician is going to be able to get me the things I want, the things Clinton stood for, even though he is publically against Clinton and most of the things she stands for.  But he can get them for me, yeah yeah yeah!!

Complete and utter lunacy.  Hey, instead of voting Democrat because there is a FEMALE on the ticket, or running for President, why don’t you…say, vote for someone you believe can get you what you want?  Novel idea, eh??  Or not because someone didn’t do what you wanted them to, like Obama.  Just cause he didn’t pick Clinton, doesn’t mean he can’t get you the things you want.

Carry that logic to the poll booths, please.  Don’t make the electon process even more of a joke than it already is by voting AGAINST Obama, just cause.  If you seriously want to vote for McCain, have a reason that can justify your choice in 4 years.  Ask ex-Bush supporters what their reasons were 8 years ago, ask them if they justify their decision then, and if they would vote the same knowing then, what they do now….just ask, do us all a favor and ask!

16 Aug 2008

The old place..

Life

My father’s house.  Silver Spring Drive, Bedford, NH 03110.  He is on vacation for a week, from Friday til Friday.  He asked me to check in on the house everyday while he is gone, feed and water both the cat and dog.  Not a problem!

It always hits me like a ton of bricks when I am there.  I never know what section of the house, what step on the stairs.  What corner I will be walking around when I think I see my boy King.  I do not think it has gotten easier over the years.  Not at all easier.  Every time I am over there it happens at some point.  I either just break down crying, or flop down on the stairs, or lean against a wall and just sigh a long sigh.

What else can I do?  I still continue to think of him daily.  What he meant to me, what he did for me, how he was always there for me.  What he stopped me from doing….

Some days they are happy thoughts, most they are sad.  What happened to him?  Was he hit, stolen, killed by another animal?  Sometimes I like to wish he is still alive, with another family bringing them joy.   But with every step I take on my father’s property, every single step with every single breath what I wish for the most is for him to pop around a corner and meow up at me like he did.

Wishing it was all but a bad dream.