As my last few posts have told you..I am quite undecided about who to vote for..Obama, Clinton or one of my felines here at home..
Evidently I have lots of company, at least according to this recent Salon.com writeup. Consider this paragraph from the article:
Much to my consternation, it's almost Super Tuesday, and I am an undecided voter. I am a political junkie, a Democrat; I read the papers. But for the first time in my life, barring some truly dramatic last-minute development, I am going to walk into a voting booth on Tuesday, pull a curtain closed, and see how the spirit moves me.
And that folks..is moi in a nutshell(except for the Democratic part..I am a Decline to State). I take my vote very seriously..always have. It's the romantic in me that says my vote counts damn it..and I want to make the right decision. Consider her pov about sHillary:
There is shame in voting for Hillary Clinton, make no mistake -- pulling a lever for someone who voted for Iraq and proposed anti-flag-burning legislation provokes its own brand of self-loathing. When I think about doing the deed, I consider the fact that she's brilliant, that she's competent, that she knows her shit inside and out, that she's battle-tested, tough as nails, and that she wipes the floor with Obama in the debates. She provides a steel-solid track record, he a nimbus of vague hope.
Its a good piece by Rebecca Traister who was also behind Kucinich, then Edwards..and now..no one. Check it out if you feel so inclined.Sadly, it doesn't help me out of my quandary.
