Today is Super Tuesday, the day where the caca hits the oscillator. In my hope of hopes, somewhere over the rainbow, sanity will prevail in the voting booths. The glitz and glamour, the super star endorsements and bed making, have all faded into the night. None of the super stars will run this country nor will any of the endorsers run this country. The choice today is one that you may have to live with for at least the next four years.
The candidates all speak from both sides of their mouths. They say exactly what you want to hear, do exactly what you want them to do and act the way you want them to act. As we all know, there is a big difference between courtship and marriage.
The president can't be a celebrity, nor an American idol. The president can't be a basketball, football or baseball player. The president can't be a media personality with groupies following every step.
The president will have to make some hard decisions that will affect our lives. The war in Iraq, contrary to what the candidates say, will not be over in one year. The economy will not be fixed in one year, National health insurance cannot be established in one year.
These are the realities of taking over the helm of a ship that is drastically off course. It would be foolish to think that whoever will be the next president will straighten the course of this country in one, or even four years. It is even more naive to think that the next president can steer the country on a better course, especially if the next president has never steered a boat.
Deciding who will be president should not be based on who is the coolest or the prettiest. It should definitely not be based on the juvenile debates and flip-flopping words of the candidates. It is not a personality contest.
Choosing who will govern this country is tantamount to choosing your doctor. You want one who is smart and experienced, not too young and not too old. After all, your life is in their hands.
In the interim, I submit my write-in choice for president, which has recently changed. My original choice was Sammy Davis Jr, A dead, Black, Jewish one-eyed singer, dancer and actor. I have to disqualify this choice because the working word here is "dead". Although this malady would not hinder this candidate from performing the duties of office any worse than the live candidates, I must resubmit my new write-in candidate:
Odds And Ends: A perfect category for basketball coach Bobby Knight, who abruptly retired yesterday. Although an excellent coach, his temperamental outbursts over the years makes me think retirement is a good idea. Perhaps he can stop by and spend a few months with Britney Spears
The Pictures: I'm in a mood today, so today's pics might be a little indicative of my opinion of politicians (and attorneys). Don't worry though, I always stop and smell the flowers.
This Date In History: 1631; Roger Williams, immigrating from England to the New World, lands in Boston. 1917; The Immigration Act is passed requiring a literacy test for all immigrants. 1960; Marty Robbins's song, "El Paso" tops both the popular and country charts and later wins the first Grammy for Best Country and Western Performance. 1971; Alan Shepard is the first to golf on the moon and the fifth man to walk on the moon, spending a record 33.5 hours on the moon's surface. 1988; Manuel Noriega, former dictator of Panama, is indicted by a United States grand jury in Florida on drug and racketeering charges.
Birthdays: Marie de Sevigne, French writer (1626), John Jeffries, physician and scientist (1744), John Dunlop, British inventor (1840), Hank Aaron, professional baseball player who broke Babe Ruth's home run record (1934), Roger Staubach, professional football player (1942).
The Hits Just Keep On Coming: The timing's right so let's go political !
A little boy wanted $100 badly and prayed for two weeks, but nothing happened. Then he decided to write God a letter rquesting the $100.
When the postal authorities received the letter addressed to God USA, they decided to forward it to President Bush. The President was so, impressed, touched and amused that he instructed his secretary to send the boy a $5.00 bill, thinking that this would appear to be a lot of money to the boy.
The little boy was delighted with the $5.00 and wrote a thank you letter to God that read:
Dear God: Thank you very much for sending the money, however, I noticed for some reason you had to sent it through Washington, D.C. and as usual, those idiots deducted $95.00 !
George Bush and Dick Cheney were at a social function and Bush said, "I hate all those dumb George Bush jokes people tell about me." Cheney, feeling sorry for his boss, said, "George, they're only jokes. There's a lot of stupid people out there. Here, I'll prove it to you."
Cheney took Bush outside and hailed a cab. He told the cab driver, "Take me to my home on 236 Georgetown Road to see if I'm home." The cab driver, without saying a word, drove them to the address. When they got out, Cheney said to Bush, " See, I told you ! Look how stupid that cabbie was."
Bush replied, "Yeah, I know. There was a pay phone around the corner. You could have just called instead."
That's it for today my little decision makers. More tomorrow.
Stay Tuned !