I watched in horror as the clown car careened on a path to self-destruction, finding that the RNC was not as terrified as I was, listening to them vowing to support the candidate, whoever he might be, even when it looked like the candidate would be Donald J Trump.
I watched and listened and I really didn't care.
I tried to justify supporting Hillary, even when I didn't trust her. As the long, oh so very very very long run up to Iowa and New Hampshire and when did it become a surprise that Bernie would do well in a neighboring state.... I still really didn't care.
I wasn't worried, after all. Hillary was the only Democrat anyone could find and she handily trounced any and all of the clowns in nationwide polling. I could vote without doing anything more than my usual exhortations to Get Out and Vote and be satisfied with the outcome.
Now, Ted Cruz is polling better than Donald J Trump and Bernie is a real presence.
Now, I have to pay attention. TBG wonders if I would vote for Senator Sanders; "I'm certainly not voting for Ted Cruz!!" The fact of the conversation itself was noteworthy. There was tension in our voices.
Senator Sanders thinks my husband sucks. He's tarring all of Wall Street with the same broad brush, and it's sweeping all nuance out of the way. His position is actually one which TBG could embrace; he's in favor of reinstating the Glass-Steagall Act (click here for the explanations) and begins his position paper with a phrase I've been hearing from my husband for more than a decade:
I'm involved in the conversation, now, at least with the Democrats. There is research to be done. There are opinions to be sought and decisions to be made. It's going to take time and effort and energy, all of which I'd hoped to avoid.
Still, as I told Big Cuter tonight on the phone, it's a nice problem for me to have, especially on the eve of G'ma's birth:
When I was faced with a ballot featuring unknown names running for a variety of judge-ships, G'ma's advice was simple: "Always vote for the women and the Jews."I promise, Mommy, I will.