I’m not very political. I neither watched the debate last night nor do I plan to watch the upcoming ones. The New York Times used to print them, in their entirety, the following day. Perhaps they still do. If I have a chance I may read the transcripts. I find that by using this method I get a clearer sense of what was actually said without all the visual distractions. I have to run to the store for lottery tickets anyway. Maybe I’ll pick up the paper.
Winning the lottery and, thereby, having some semblance of money for the first time in my life might turn me into a Republican. But, don’t bet on it. Of course, both parties have become so centrist that it almost doesn’t matter anyway. It used to be that the lines between them were more defined. I don’t think this is the case anymore. The majority of the country’s budget is comprised of fixed costs (interest, Medicare, defense, etc.). The very small percentage of what’s left is what remains to be argued about. Sure, the parties have different ideas regarding how to best spend what, in the scheme of things, amounts to pocket change. Whatever. It never seems to affect me one way or the other.
As a direct result of the “W” years, a time when Canada began to seem like a viable option, I now base my vote, on what I like to call “The Embarrassment Factor”. So far, Obama has not embarrassed us. The argument could be made that he needs to keep Joe Biden on a shorter leash, but what are you gonna do? He’s like the dopey cousin that you have to keep an eye on at the family wedding to make sure he doesn’t get into too much punch. Biden notwithstanding, I think Obama has acquitted himself with dignity. I also find him to be warm and in possession of a sense of humor. These are qualities I look for in a friend, so why discount them when deciding upon a leader?
I find Mitt Romney to be straight-laced, strident, and, I hate that this matters, but he’s also socially awkward. He may have some decent plans and he may be a bright guy, but Al Gore invented the internet and spoke in complete sentences (For real. Read those transcripts, why dontcha?). He was also a bit of a bore. I voted for him anyway, given the alternative. Not that it mattered. We all know how that turned out.
I don’t see Obama throwing the family pet on the roof and heading off for vacation. Nor do I expect some video to be leaked where we discover that he just doesn’t cotton to midgets (or blondes, or Hispanics, or whatever). Thus far, other than a few Biden moments, members of his administration and members of his family have conducted themselves admirably (Though Michelle’s “Ellen” show push-ups may have straddled the line.). Given the fact that he has two teenage daughters, that’s saying something. My family wouldn’t stand up to that kind of scrutiny, I can tell you that for certain. Truth be told, I’m probably the Biden in our little government.
I fear that there may be too much potential for embarrassment where Mitt is concerned. And, while I like Canada, I don’t want to live there. So, I’ll probably vote for Obama again. Go ahead. Call me shallow. But there are probably worse reasons to vote for one candidate over another. Far worse.