There is so much talk about this upcoming election, it’s almost uninspiring. I heard on the radio this morning a discussion on the race. They were debating whether or not personal attacks were necessary to win the presidential spot. One DJ said, no, to which the lead DJ said, “Please Kellie. This is America.” That lead me to think about how absurd the campaign really is.
What good does the campaign really do? It lets you know where the candidates stand, but it also reveals the sliminess of human nature. Mudslinging, attack ads, retaliation. All of the most unpleasant qualities about humanity, thrust upon a national and even global arena. I grow weary of it all.
I know who I’m voting for, and why. The question is- will this election be decided by wrong motives? Will the real result boil down to a) love for a certain race, b) dislike of a certain race, c) love for a certain gender, or d) lack of respect for a certain gender? I would be saddened to know that my candidate won or lost because of unfair bias that has nothing to do with partisanship.
Judging by the outlandish reaction to Obama’s nomination (as though it were some great shock), I would wager to guess that if he is defeated in November, it could be interesting in our neighborhoods. Shoot, if he wins, it will be REALLY interesting. BTW, the first interesting was a euphemism for “dangerous”. The second one was a euphemism for “lavish parties and overly dramatic celebrations”. November is coming. I look at it with a little apprehension.
Sunday is the day where we kick all the new sixth graders out of Kids Church. I think that for the first time since I have been Children’s Pastor, I’m not really excited. Usually I’m counting down their days in March. There are a couple in this group that have been with us for a long time, and so I’m a little sad to see them go. We will give them one last goodbye, and kick them out forever.
Is there a song that you really love, but is generally regarded as cheesy? I have come to appreciate several over the last couple years. Up to and including such artists as the Bee Gees, Neil Diamond and Don Henley. I really like the song, “I am I said.” I even titled my last entry as such. I am also a big fan of “Staying Alive.” I always have. I’m not sure why, but it just appeals to me. Maybe it speaks to my muse. Maybe my muse is fluent only in sad and cheesy.
Is there anyone else besides me that hate comic misunderstanding (Cmi) in movies? It stresses me out when a) someone has to lie because someone else made a stupid assumption, and b) whenever there is a character that just can’t be understood, and is constantly in trouble. I don’t like it. I know it’s a huge part of the comedy genre, but it bugs me. It also really annoys me that the only path to a CMi’s resolution is the “serious repentant sacrificial resolve.” You know the whole, “I lied, and I lost the girl/friend/son/father/mother/boy/husband/caterpillar that is so close to me. I guess I have to show them my sensitive understanding of their CMi induced melancholy/anger/grief/suicide and give up my friend/lover/sport/music/silk weaving to appease them.” This is why comedies don’t really appeal to me. I prefer the “everyone dies, and/or doesn’t get the girl” genre. I don’t need everyone to die, but I like it when tragedy strikes, such as sickness, death or maniacal loom burning.
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