Then I opened up my computer, where I found a petition:
Sign on to TELL DONALD TRUMP NOT TO PREACH HATE!
Yup. That’ll work. That petition — that’ll stop The Donald.
Donald Trump, the Aryan Candidate. The man who is inciting mob violence. The man who knows exactly what he is doing when he talks about protesters. He is intentionally inciting violence.
And the Republican Party is going to nominate him for President.
The National Rifle Association is concerned about your safety and well being.
It’s true — really! I just read all about it! Forget all that other stuff that I’ve said about the NRA since you’ve known me. My bad.
In recent years, they’ve become terribly concerned about injuries from gun shots. Or, let me hit this target here closer to the bulls-eye: they are concerned about injuries from shooting guns.
Injuries to the shooter. They still don’t give a shit about the jerk who got in the way of the bullet.
But they’re really worried about the eardrums of the guys and gals pulling the trigger. Because:
Heck! Those things are LOUD! (Google Image)
So the NRA wants to enact legislation to allow silencers to be used on guns. They were outlawed in the 1930s because of mob violence. The NRA calls them”suppressors.”
Know why they want them? To protect the ears of “gun enthusiasts.” Because we wouldn’t want the gun enthusiasts’ ears to ring now, would we. How would they listen to Rush Limbaugh?
I’m sure the NRA is also working on products and legislation to suppress the screams of victims of gun violence, too. Because we wouldn’t want the ears of them 2nd Amendment types ringing from that, now, would we?
Tomorrow morning, I will leave for work not completely accessorized. Not being much of a fashionista, that’s not normally a problem. But tomorrow I will stop to make sure I have the perfect accessory:
It’s Super Tuesday, and Virginia is in with the in crowd of mostly southern states holding their primaries.
Strangely, here in Virginia, it doesn’t feel much like there is an election coming up. TV ads are not constant, and while we’ve been getting a lot of campaign calls, there aren’t any more annoying calls than usual.
Most unusual is the almost complete lack of political signs. For the past 8 years, there have been far more political signs than voters around here. The absence of them, without any sort of ordinance prohibiting them, makes me think that everyone around me is secretly supporting Donald Dfrump.*
Anyway, I’m sure you’re dying to know: I’m voting for Hillary.
Philosophically, I’m really in Bernie’s camp. I’d love government-sponsored healthcare. I’d love to make college free. I would love to erase income inequality.
But I’m a pragmatist.
Even if Bernie could get elected (and I don’t agree with pundits that claim he can’t), well, I spent 10 years watching the sausage mill that is our government. And I simply don’t think Bernie can do it.
Hillary Clinton has my vote because I think she will be a good president. Because she’s smart and capable. Because she knows the system inside, outside and upside and downside.
Is she perfect? Is she my dream candidate? Nope. I was for Obama in 2008 (actually, I wanted him to be my candidate beginning in 2004).
I am not blind to the problems with her. I would rather a flawed candidate than one who is promising more than he can deliver.
And I think that Hillary can beat Trump or whichever GOP candidate is vomited out of a brokered convention.
So early tomorrow, I will cast my vote and get my sticker.
ElectionsMatter.Makeyourvoiceheard.
* If you haven’t seen John Oliver’s show on Donald Trump, get yourself some popcorn:
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