Friday, again

It is two months since the presidential election, and everyone is in a seemingly pre-assigned groove. Obama making appointments to the Cabinet — it appears like an endless stream of new people giving their introductory speeches in front of the cameras, even though I know that there is only a finite number of Cabinet posts to be filled. The daughters have started school.

Bush is in hiding except for a few carefully arranged interviews on harmless topics. Book contracts with the Bush family are being signed. There has been been no evidence of presidential-type action on his part in the news that I have been watching all morning.

I am still in the rut of news-watching that I developed in the pre-election months. This in itself is good, because all involvement with the real world is good, or so they tell me.

Through all of these various streams of activity, there is a great, huge sense of suspense, of what will happen when

I wish you could fast-forward life.

Election day, post #1

And who knows, this may be my last post today. We’ll see how it goes. You might not know this, because I haven’t been posting about it, but I have, as of a few weeks ago, made my choice of candidate. A few days ago, I sent in my absentee ballot with my choice clearly marked.

And I voted for… the candidate of my choice. I just don’t want to get this blog sidetracked into messy political arguments. I don’t do those well, and there are plenty of political blogs out there who do do this sort of thing well.

So, election day might not get fully blogged about until it’s Presidential Election Day Night, the later the better. Will it be McCain or Obama? Who knows. All I know for sure is that I’m quite ready for the suspense to be over, so get out there and vote and bring my anxiety to a close!

Seriously: vote. It really is up to you.

What I was thinking myself

This was exactly my opinion last night while I was watching the debate. The constant repetition of “my friends” was spooking me out, but I didn’t think anyone else had noticed it, until I read the following.

Via The Volokh Conspiracy – Dear Senator McCain:

Dear Senator McCain:

Repeatedly calling me and everyone else in the United States “my friends” is extremely annoying. In part, it’s just an irritating phrase. Beyond that, I’m not your friend. I don’t know you, and, from what I know of you, I don’t even really like you. Sorry to focus on such superficialities when the world economy is going to Hell, but you probably lost more votes with your constant repitition of “my friends” than from anything Obama said.

Sincerely,

David B.

A hidden Obama defect. Sort of.

Okay, I have to admit that this reason got by me at first, but it’s obvious if you think about it.

I myself worry about Obama because he is too slick, too appealing. I want to cheer when he speaks, but why? I have to question everything.

American Thinker: The odd choices in Barack Obama’s career
It’s time to throw my hat in the ring as regards predicting the election results. So here it is: Barack Obama will be defeated. Seriously and convincingly defeated. Not due to racism, not due to the forces of reaction, not even due to Karl Rove sending out mind rays over the national cable system. He will lose for one reason above all, one that has been overlooked in any analysis that I’ve yet seen. Barack Obama will lose because he is a flake.

Just when I'm thinking of voting for him…

Every time I’m thinking of voting for Obama, I get a dash of cold water in the face. Thanks, Venomous Kate!

Another Take On Obama’s Inexperience
Not surprisingly, he immediately backed off from his statement because, after all, Obama himself only has 143 days of actual Senate experience yet believes he’s qualified to lead the free world.

It’s the debates — the one particularly at Saddleback — where I start thinking he maybe isn’t so very bad after all. Then reality hits. I truly appreciate my fellow bloggers.

Big news here — Cunningham's insults

We’re used to Bill Cunningham’s over the top, Rush Limbaugh style of talk here in Cincinnati on his talk-radio show on WLW each day. But outsiders aren’t. Especially if those outsiders are about to get the Republican nomination for the presidency.

My husband, Mister Political Aficionado, has known Bill Cunningham for years. He shakes his head and laughs because he knows Bill’s attitude and style. Buck laughs because he knows nobody can really prevent Bill from saying whatever it is that he wants to say.

This, we figure, is the first amendment playing itself out in one of its many manifestations. Yes, Bill should have thought before he spoke. McCain took a small hit that he didn’t have to take, shouldn’t have had to take.

Democracy is messy, isn’t it?