I know who I’m voting for. You probably know who you’re voting for. I’m watching John Kerry speak now, and that’s who I’m going to vote for in November. If you’re going to vote for him, great! I hope he wins. If you’re planning on voting for George W. Bush, well, I wish you’d vote for John Kerry. But, if you’ve thought it through and you still plan on voting for him, that’s great. I’m glad you’ve made your choice. Please show up at the polls and vote on November 2nd, and we’ll see who wins.
I’ve gotten too wrapped up in politics recently. I think too much is at risk in this election not to be. I think most people on either side of the spectrum feel that way. But, I’m tired of the name calling, the hatred and the acid in my stomach when I read the spin. I give up. I know who I’m voting for, and unless we find out that John Kerry rapes goats and abuses puppies, I’m still voting for him. And even then, I’d probably vote for Harry Browne (is he running again?).
What am I saying? I’m really beyond caring at this point. This, of course, could change. I could “flip-flop”, which may qualify me for humanity at some point (what, you never changed your mind?). Sorry, there I go again.
So, vote for who you want. Wear a t-shirt declaring it. Post all the stupid inflammatory comments you want about the horrible things about either candidate. It’s not changing my mind. It’s not changing anyone’s mind. There are three people who haven’t decided who they’re voting (or not voting for), and they’re all in comas.
I love you, you bastards, I really do. But, can we please give this all a rest at least until the middle of October? Maybe? Please?