An Ephiphany Whilst Watching Election Returns
Posted by: Paul Schultz
I sat nursing a beer and watching Newt, Rick, Mitt and friends’ results from Michigan (State motto: “Si Quaeris Peninsulam Amoenam Circumspice" or "If you seek a pleasant peninsula, look about you." Really.) and Arizona (Motto: “Sheriff Jose Es No Hombre Malo” or “Joe Arpaio Is Actually Not At All a Bad Guy”) and my friend J.J. asked me, “Do you think any of these guys can beat Obama?”
“No,” I softly replied, staring at those little bubbles that were walking up the inside of my beer glass, a trek, I eventually concluded, that was what eventually made beer flat.
“Then what are these guys doing . . . what are they spending all of this time and money for, if they cannot beat Obama?” the friend asked.
Raising my eyes back to the seventy-seven inch Sharp AQUOS Quattron LCD big-screen TV, it hit me: “This is not about us, it is about them. This is what they do. They all have such big egos that this is the only outlet, the only venue, the only catharsis that is big enough for them. It is not about us . . . it is all about them.”
J.J. came back, “You sound depressed . . . just because your wife left you and your house burned down and you got fired is not reason to take it out on the folks running for president.”
Just because I may be depressed, does not mean it is not true.