Posted by
Furious on Monday, June 30, 2008 8:48:57 AM
With all due respect to Andy Rooney, did you ever notice how political reporters quite often use romantic terms when describing a particular candidate “winning over” voters to their position.
Phrases like “Hillary attempts to woo female voters.” And “Obama courts African-American voters.” And McCain, “serenades union workers.”
I mean it’s downright insulting and if I were the romantic type, I would be furious. These people are cheapening our courtship terms that have existed for thousands of years. And for what? A vote? A pledge? An endorsement? The nerve!
First of all, when I envision Hillary attempting to court me, my gag reflex just takes over. I can’t be courted by her. I don’t care what she offers. But now, it seems she is taking her ball and is going home.
Then the thought of Obama wooing me gives me the case of what we used to call the “heeebee-jeebees”. I do not play on that side of the fence. Not that there is anything wrong with that. Obama is whatever you want him to be. I believe him to be a fraud.
Then we have John McCain. He can sing to me; he can dance for me; he can promise me this and claim to do that and it will to be of no avail. I already know the guy. Once a maverick, always a maverick. He will, sooner or later cheat on me. He has in the past.
I will be left with a broken heart.
Summing everything up, I guess I’d rather be left with a broken heart than having to be wooed and courted by a couple of liars.
A joker maverick with a familiar trick will hurt me less than a pair of ideologues telling me how much they want to help. Spare us all the help from any socialist who offers it.
But please, guys, enough with the romantic analogies already.