Wednesday, August 24, 2016

When The Choices are Agonizing

The cool thing about being an American is that if you don’t like your president, you get to vote for another every four years.

The agonizing thing about being an American is that if you don’t like your president, you get to vote for another every for years.

The folks who run for president may not be the brightest.

The folks who run for president may not be the wisest.

The folks who run for president may not even understand the American system of government.

The folks who run for president may not have the best interests of the country as a whole in mind.

The folks who run for president may want to make sure his* cronies have opportunities for personal enrichment.

The folks who run for president may pit segments of the population against each other, fueling distrust, hatred and other negative and destructive emotions.

The folks who run for president may take your vote for granted depending on your melanin content.

The folks who run for president may not have exercised good judgment in past government-related positions.

The folks who run for president may have a good facade but a debt-ridden “empire” behind it, fraught with 500+ companies tagged with variations of a bastardized name.

The folks who run for president may have stiffed small businesses along the way of amassing wealth of questionable amount, based largely on a bastardized name.

The folks who run for president may have a high intelligence quotient and a low moral base.  

Sometimes the pickings are slim and the choices are marginal.  

Sometimes the pairings are inconceivable (remember McCain/Palin?).   

Sometimes the choice is a “no-brainer” and the brainless one wins anyway.  What does that say about the electorate?

I have made my choice.   And I am in agony.  However, based on who was offered, I made the best choice I could, and I pray the footnote that follows will have more meaning on 9 November 2016.


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*Don’t give me grief about the male pronoun.  American presidents have been nothing other than folks with male genitalia.  As of this writing there is roughly a 50/50 chance “she” might be appropriate — in the near future.

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