I give. Please. Is this election over yet? I can’t take any more. This election season seems longer than ever, like the endless engagement of a girlfriend who can’t stop talking about the minutiae of her wedding. “My colors are going to be teal and ivory!” “I think wisteria is better than baby’s breath, don’t… Continue Reading
Eight years ago, the Republican Party nominated John McCain as their presidential candidate. He lost, obviously, and the Tea Party, nee the Teabaggers, were formed soon after. Ostensibly, they were for lower taxes and smaller government, but in reality, they were just pissed that a black man had won the election and was going to… Continue Reading
I’ve never been a joiner, and I don’t particularly care for groups. I find that no matter how liberal the group, there is a core mentality to which you have to adhere in order to be embraced. Otherwise, you’re tolerated at best, coldly snubbed at worst. As anyone who has interacted with me knows, I’m… Continue Reading
I’ve written a post or two about the elections, and now I want to write about why I’m not paying more attention to it. I know it’s important–probably the most important presidential election in my life. The consequences are great, and the idea of a President Trump makes me want to cry. I have issues… Continue Reading
The first debate was tonight, and I made myself ghost on social media as it was happening because I just. don’t. care. Mind you, it’s not that I don’t care about the election or the fact that the Orange Cheeto might be president, something that continues to bamboozle my little brain, but I’m tired of… Continue Reading
Hillary Clinton was not my candidate during the primaries; Bernie Sanders was. His beliefs are more in line with mine, but when it became clear Clinton would be the nominee, I quietly shifted my support to her. I’m old enough to remember the two elections before PBO in which I had to support Al Gore… Continue Reading
I am terrified of a President Trump. I am not being hyperbolic. I was not terrified of a President McCain or a President Romney, though I thought both were terrible choices at the time, of course. President Palin? Yes, I was scared at the thought of her kicking McCain down the stairs and claiming his… Continue Reading