The Democratic National Convention is going on this week. Even though I've been trying to avoid it, it's hard not to see highlights on the news. I try to avoid both conventions for the same reason I avoid commercials for regular, everyday products: I hate people trying to sell me shit. I don't want to own a donkey or an elephant. Still, I might try and catch some of Ron Paul's "convention" being held on the Tuesday, September 2nd. Wait... what am I saying...? Paul advocates abolishing the federal income tax and the IRS - I'd follow that glorious bastard into the center of the Sun!
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There's been a lot of talk this week about "experience." Who has it. Who doesn't. How much. What kind. It seems funny to me that this is even an issue since the Founders of our country never intended for politics to be a career. Politics was supposed to be a temp job for a chosen few who, after serving, were expected to return to farming, or blacksmithing, or wig-powdering, or tea-bagging... or whateverthehell kind of mundane job they were trained to do. Their thinking was that if you're a politician for too long you lose touch with the people you're trying to represent. Of course, this was the idea back when politics had a hint of common sense. So, when some talking head on tv starts questioning a politician's "experience" I tend to think of this ex-President - who didn't have an experience-pot to piss in when he showed up for work at The White House. He still managed to do a pretty good job though.
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PS- For those of you who think I'm comparing Obama to Lincoln it's also important to note that - like Bush - Lincoln was the architect and driving force behind a war that was incredibly unpopular at the time (but worked out pretty good for everyone, looking back). And Lincoln's approval ratings when he was in office make Georgie W. seem like the most popular dude in the history of your mother.
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You know those funny little games to figure out your porn name (mine is Trixie River)or your pirate name (yup, Rough Sailin' Wallace, that's me)...? Well, I ran across one I'd never tried before: your douchebag name. I'm pretty fascinated by douchebags in general, especially the New Jersey Douchebag. So when I saw the chance to get a glimpse of myself through the douchebag prism, I jumped at the chance. I mean, I'll never be that tanned, that moussed, or that puckered; so the least I can do is take a run at the name. It's a weak stab at douchey glory I'll admit, but I went for it anyway. The moral of this story - hang on to your dreams kids.
