Easter weekend and a sick child have proven to be the ingredients necessary to take Santorum out of the Presidential race. He says he’s going to try for the Southern states in a couple of months, but…yeah, we don’t really count when it comes to elections, unfortunately. We’re not dense enough in population, guy.
There’s also the whole “Mitt Romney” thing, but I don’t want to talk about that, right now.
When Santorum won the primaries in Tennessee, I wanted to throw up, almost as much as I want to puke knowing that Obama will probably win this election, again.
In 2008, I felt at least a little like maybe some of the more conservative candidates had a chance to not make giant asses of themselves, and I voted for McCain, mostly with the “lesser of two evils” in mind, after Ron Paul failed to go anywhere post-primary (call me a blasphemer, but Paul’ll probably be dead by the next race).
Knowing that Santorum is definitely out makes me feel a bit better, but…we’re left with incompetence and stupidity, both laced with some sort of evil narcissism. I refer, of course, to Obama and Romney.
Naturally, Obama is still the favorite in some circles. In WHAT universe is a 50% job-approval rating “good”?!? The person writing that article goes on to say that while Romney beats out Obama ([insert Beavis-and-butthead-laugh here]) in a couple of key areas of interest, Obama is more “likable,” and that matters more.
I don’t have to like someone to agree with them, and liking someone doesn’t mean I have to agree with them. I love Forrest, and he and I disagree on quite a few things. We just agree to disagree (because they’re not worth the trouble) and move on.
I know people aren’t used to doing that with politics, but I wish more people would. Judge people based on their actions, not their acting.
ETA: I abandoned this post to go play flash games online, because all of this political stuff bothers me so much that avoidance has become my go-to for dealing with them. It ends abruptly because my thoughts end abruptly.
I won’t have that luxury this weekend, I know…I’ll be surrounded by political commentary, and I may learn a thing or two (I haven’t exactly been keeping up with the political climate – once I got out of the swing of gun-blogging, checking news sites for anything else kind of fell to the wayside, as well), which, if I do, great. If not, I’ll just be where I am, now – ignorant, willfully. I hate willful ignorance, and I have no justification for it, especially when the future of my damned country is the topic.
As much as I hate willful ignorance, I hate feeling powerless and stressed-out even more. Politics make me feel powerless and stressed-out. Thus, I avoid them.
Maybe that will change in the future. Maybe it won’t. I should care more – I know I should, especially with my health issues (nearly everything that’s being brought up lately with regard to healthcare and women’s health would affect me, directly, were it put into action), but I just don’t have the energy.
Having said that, Arizona’s doing something stupid that I might have to comment on, here in a bit. Just as soon as I have a nice, stiff drink at 3:30 in the afternoon.