Comments on: The Debate about the Debate http://www.smallswope.com/blog/?p=163 Walking the fine line between code and cooking since 2003 Mon, 13 Jul 2009 10:52:15 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0 By: Ian http://www.smallswope.com/blog/?p=163&cpage=1#comment-12317 Ian Wed, 08 Oct 2008 13:36:50 +0000 http://www.smallswope.com/blog/?p=163#comment-12317 Well I will dissagree with you on one thing. I think it's fairly obvious and documented well that Barak and Michelle Obama actually do their own shopping (at least before the craziness of a campaign and constant Secret Service prevented that), live in a modest home on the South Side of Chicago near the University, pay their own bills and, especially compared to McCain, live quite modestly. This is something that I really wish the media would pay more attention to because I don't think we've had a candidate for office that is actually as close to an average American as Barak Obama and it's pretty obvious to me that if his name was Barry and he was white then this election would essentially be even more over than it is now. If he was white there would be absolutely no question at all as to who is more qualified. Just my $.02 Well I will dissagree with you on one thing. I think it’s fairly obvious and documented well that Barak and Michelle Obama actually do their own shopping (at least before the craziness of a campaign and constant Secret Service prevented that), live in a modest home on the South Side of Chicago near the University, pay their own bills and, especially compared to McCain, live quite modestly.

This is something that I really wish the media would pay more attention to because I don’t think we’ve had a candidate for office that is actually as close to an average American as Barak Obama and it’s pretty obvious to me that if his name was Barry and he was white then this election would essentially be even more over than it is now. If he was white there would be absolutely no question at all as to who is more qualified.

Just my $.02

]]> By: Bek http://www.smallswope.com/blog/?p=163&cpage=1#comment-12316 Bek Wed, 08 Oct 2008 11:54:06 +0000 http://www.smallswope.com/blog/?p=163#comment-12316 Well, I just finished reading about AIG's multi-million-dollar condolence party they threw for themselves out in California at a spa the day that their debts were erased, and I am sickened through and through with these bit players in the arena called "politics". And, yes! Doesn't it all appear as though the debates are conducted the same way a reality show would be done? You know . . . sort of like that hideous show "Dancing With The Stars"? And I can totally embrace the "What the Fuck" mentality when I have lived the life I have lived for a long time with your Dad. We have done without anything grand and expensive, never taking elaborate vacations even while we were mocked for always visiting relatives instead of flying around the world, saving extra money for retirement even while we were made fun of for never spending shitloads of money on a hotel and a "night on the town", living in that little hovel we lived in up North in order to "save more money", never going to a beauty shop to have my hair done or my nails manicured, buying clothing at resale shops and picking up furniture at garage sales, agreeing with your Dad that his raises (which are few and far in between, no matter what any asshole believes about management) should be ignored and used for more stock in the company . . . . all so we could retire debt free and be able to leave you and your sister something to inherit that would truly pay off for both of you and your nephew. That was our soft and sappy little dream . . . to have you inherit from our hard work and our continual doing without . . . something you couldn't possibly be expected to understand as you are not a parent of a child. We've worked so hard to keep a credit score of 800, and we're now frightened to even begin to buy a home down here because of how floppy the fucking market is. Neither one of these assholes and their cohorts are going to induce me to vote for them. When was the last time one of them stood in line at the grocery store, watching the checkout girl accurately scan their groceries so they wouldn't have to pay more? When was the last time they went over their own bills and had to write checks for their own accounts? When was the last time any of them sat at the kitchen table, clipping coupons to go shopping? When people reached their supposed pinnacle of success (i.e. running for President) they are so far out of the loop with the regular American citizens that actually listening to them can go two ways - you cry yourself to sleep or you laugh hysterically. Trust me . . . I'm trying to work up a chuckle. Well, I just finished reading about AIG’s multi-million-dollar condolence party they threw for themselves out in California at a spa the day that their debts were erased, and I am sickened through and through with these bit players in the arena called “politics”.
And, yes! Doesn’t it all appear as though the debates are conducted the same way a reality show would be done? You know . . . sort of like that hideous show “Dancing With The Stars”?
And I can totally embrace the “What the Fuck” mentality when I have lived the life I have lived for a long time with your Dad. We have done without anything grand and expensive, never taking elaborate vacations even while we were mocked for always visiting relatives instead of flying around the world, saving extra money for retirement even while we were made fun of for never spending shitloads of money on a hotel and a “night on the town”, living in that little hovel we lived in up North in order to “save more money”, never going to a beauty shop to have my hair done or my nails manicured, buying clothing at resale shops and picking up furniture at garage sales, agreeing with your Dad that his raises (which are few and far in between, no matter what any asshole believes about management) should be ignored and used for more stock in the company . . . . all so we could retire debt free and be able to leave you and your sister something to inherit that would truly pay off for both of you and your nephew.
That was our soft and sappy little dream . . . to have you inherit from our hard work and our continual doing without . . . something you couldn’t possibly be expected to understand as you are not a parent of a child.
We’ve worked so hard to keep a credit score of 800, and we’re now frightened to even begin to buy a home down here because of how floppy the fucking market is.
Neither one of these assholes and their cohorts are going to induce me to vote for them. When was the last time one of them stood in line at the grocery store, watching the checkout girl accurately scan their groceries so they wouldn’t have to pay more? When was the last time they went over their own bills and had to write checks for their own accounts? When was the last time any of them sat at the kitchen table, clipping coupons to go shopping?
When people reached their supposed pinnacle of success (i.e. running for President) they are so far out of the loop with the regular American citizens that actually listening to them can go two ways – you cry yourself to sleep or you laugh hysterically.
Trust me . . . I’m trying to work up a chuckle.

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