Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snow flakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things
– Barbra Streisand
I’m no votin’ woman.
I mean, I did it this one time, and nearly had a nervous break down in the booth.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know exactly what you’re thinking, “She’s a bad American. Let’s ship that bitch to Cuba.”
But seriously… let’s not.
I know what I’m doing. Check that. I know what I’m not doing. I’m not researching candidates, and bills, and healthcare reforms, and taxes. I’m not keeping up with the difference between the Senate, Congress, and the House of Representatives. I’m not picking a side or even that dazzled by one party over the other.
Honestly, I’m just not feeding into the bullshit.
Maybe, when I get big, I’ll be interested. Maybe I’ll be one of those assholes who drives around town with one of those annoying political stickers on my car. Maybe I’ll watch debates, and keep up with the polls, and get into really heated arguments with my peers over craft beer at the local eatery. Shit, maybe I’ll even morph into one of those corduroy-wearin’-trail mix- eatin’ PC mother f*&kers too.
But until then…
Bob’s gettin’ my vote. And I think we all know why…