This morning, I decided to have my breakfast in front of the television. I’m waiting for my landlord to show up to fix the roof and a door that keeps warping. I don’t expect to see him, but that’s not the point.
Our local news station was wandering around downtown and asking folks what they would like to ask the President if he was sitting right next to them. One woman went off on how she paid SS benefits all her life, and then couldn’t get any of that money in her old age without being harrassed by courts…then went on to snark on the people who collect welfare needlessly. You know I was cheering that on…and she mentioned no names, just stated her issue and went on.
Then some woman who’s apparently some sort of minor celebrity (though I’ve never heard of her) was asked the same question.
The first words out of her mouth were, “Well, I would ask Obama about…”, and I turned the TV off.
Anyone remember 2000? Even when you think something is wrapped up, you might be really wrong. Even 2004 was like that…the race was so close that I remember not even knowing who was winning – the numbers kept changing.
Yogi Berra said this, I think: “It ain’t over ’til it’s over.”
And it ain’t over until Tuesday night/Wednesday morning.
In other news, a couple of kids in this area were arrested for having a plan to assassinate Obama. Way to make Southerners look bad, dorks.