This year’s election has elicited some pretty interesting emotions from me. The excitement of having a new head of state since W was contractually obligated to claim free agency at the end of the year had me paying attention to the election process far earlier than I normally would (when I would pick up the newspaper the day after the election). At the same time my personal perception of the two political parties have changed over the years. Having been raised by Democrats, it has been quite a shift to my new stance on party preference. In short, I tend to vote for Republicans for local government and Democrats at the national level.
But as the race was whittling down to the three prospects that are present today, I found myself willing to make a change again. The Democratic candidates were increasingly scratching their fingers on my mind’s chalkboard. All I could see was increasing belly-aching from both sides, building a campaign based on pointing out hurt feelings and sour sentiment. Qucikly, McCain was rising to the top of my draft list, and I was convinced I was going to vote Republican for president.
Then this whole Reverend Wright ordeal came about.