George Rebane
The Democrats’ first attack on John McCain’s veep choice was that she didn’t have enough foreign affairs experience. For some odd reason I thought that bringing that up would be the last thing Obama would want to do – sort of like the kettle calling the pot black. Oh well, the silly season is in full swing.
I was surprised like the rest of us by the pick and still don’t know the lady very well. But hell, as a fellow NRA member and basketball player, she can’t be all bad. And as a no-nonsense, corruption fighting, give-me-your-best-shot politician – who’s as far away from Washington as you can get and not have to learn Russian – she will be great. Obama’s got himself a well-worn beltway insider to help “fix” Washington – a guy who spent the last thirty-plus years breaking it. Go figger.
Musings from a couple of correspondents in this election season are worth repeating.
“My wife and I are thrilled about McCain’s choice for VP. Our overwhelming belief is that she is as American as baseball (baseball before steroids) and apple pie. She strikes us both as an unpolluted leader; she appears to hold values and ideals that have not been tainted by a life in politics. She has fought corruption which we all know is rampant in the lives of today’s “leaders”, she backs the constitution, has deep experience dealing with energy, and most importantly to us appears to be the most grounded Christian of the bunch. I was planning on writing in Ron Paul or Mickey Mouse (like I did 4 years ago) until today’s nomination invigorated me. Only in America. God Bless America.”
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“Have you ever noticed how Hillary, after being introduced, and while acknowledging applause, always acts pleasantly surprised to see someone she recognizes in the first few rows?
Well, I think it’s fake! It’s a stage affectation to help her look animated. How many friends in the front rows can you be surprised to see? And she does it all the time.
Perhaps other speakers do it too. I’ve just noticed her.
On the other hand perhaps she’s especially acknowledging Mr/Mrs/Ms GottBucks (who else can afford first few rows?) who are flattered by the special recognition. Sort of like the stripper winking at the bald guy at the burlesque show.”
And finally, Jo Ann and I picked up a little black kitty from the Animal Shelter this afternoon to give Leo, our old black cat, some social life and prepare for the advent of our new puppy sometime soon. Driving home, we puzzled over what to name her. Finally it hit us that it should be something relevant to this time in history. Please welcome little Sarah.



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