I can remember when I cared about politics, but I can’t remember why.
My candidate for President, Rudi Giuliani, has already dropped out. Out of the remaining candidates of both parties… well, I’m more against Hillary than I’m for anybody else. I’m against Hillary just because I’m a male chauvinist pig and I think that the President ought to be a man.
On the other hand, we’ll survive if Hillary is elected. What difference does it make?
I was in favor of Giuliani because I lived in New York City during the crazy years of the 70s crack epidemic, so I appreciate that he made the city live-able again.
I’ve lost track of why it’s supposed to be so important for my guy to win the election. Years ago, I thought that it mattered a lot. I’m probably more friendly toward the Republicans than the Democrats, but that’s only because the Democrats long ago labeled white hetero men their villains. I don’t think that the Republicans are likely to do much for me, either.
On the great issues of the day… I’ve got my opinions, but doesn’t every asshole? The war in the Middle East is going to continue, and the U.S. is going to continue to be involved, no matter who’s president. The Democrats can’t walk away from that either. They’re just blowing hot air. Immigration? Yea, we ought to do something about controlling our borders. What in the hell that would be is anybody’s guess. Health care? I’ve got mine.
I’m surrounded in Woodstock by people who are looking to politics for salvation. The old commie/hippie/Utopian crowd continues to fight the good fight long after I ceased giving a damn. They’re welcome to it.
After Myrna died, I lost interest in everything that didn’t directly affect me. Having a good time and enjoying life and people… that’s really all I’ve got time to do.
So, I remain interested only in Harleys, Cars, Girls & Guitars. If you want to have a political argument with me, well, there are days when I can get it up for that. My days on this earth are numbered. I’ll be rejoining Myrna before you know it. Why waste time on things that don’t matter?