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So despite being wicked tired last night, I decided to soldier up, and catch the debate. I watched some Food TV, namely my favorte show on TV, Good Eats (Alton Brown rules, although I can’t take him when he’s doing a whole schlocky-acting episode) and Food Detectives. (David Allen just sounds like he’s desperate to keep his career afloat with this frozen turd of a show).

So 9 o’clock rolls around, and I switch over to the debate. I watch for about five minutes, becoming more uncomfortable and bored with each seamless, non-answer jingoistic platitude each candidate is throwing out, and “POP”….I realized some things.

1. Why am I watching this, other than bland sheep-like interest? I know who I’m voting for already. I don’t need to be convinced.

2. The modern presidential campaign, and all its trappings, is all about selling an image to the voters. And everyone knows that. Yet we allow it to continue. Instead of demanding transparency and unvarnished facts, we prefer to buy our candidate’s image and demonize his opponent. Staunch party-line voters seem to believe, to one degree or another, that their candidate is the hope of the nation, and the other candidate is an evil shitmaster who will drive our country straight into the ground/the arms of terrorists.

3. Bottom line is, whoever is president after Great White Boob is finally taken out behind the barn and shot…whoever inherits this wreck of a democratic nation is going to have luck with approximately two things, jack and shit, and shit isn’t even such a safe bet anymore.

4. This campaign, combined with the wretched, diarrhea-splattered mess of an economy, is all combining to give me a big fucking headache. Hey, senators? Someone say something awesome already. Give us a reason to love ONE of you.

Ay yay yay. Where’s the Jameson??