October 8, 2008
A little skillet logic
Like a lot decent people I was appalled at McCain’s use of the phrase, “That one” to refer to Senator Obama. Of course, after reading about the racial slurs and calls to violence at the Pitbull Palin rally I’m not overly surprised to see McCain resorting to such a dehumanizing tactic. If there is any good news to be had from McCain’s behavior last night it is that behavior clearly showed how unfit he is to President of our great nation.
Another thing that bugged the heck out of me while watching the debate last night was McCain’s assurance that he knew how to fix the economy and would do so. Yes, he mentioned a couple of times that it would take both parties working together to fix the economic mess we are in. However, he seems to believe that he has the answer, and the ability to personally fix it. I don’t know about the rest of We The People, but I really don’t think any one man, or woman has the definitive answer to what it is going to take to fix this economic mess we are in. Nor do I believe any one man or woman can fix it. What I do believe is we need a strong President who is intelligent enough to understand this and present ideas of his own that will help fix it, as well as listening to the other people’s ideas concerning how to fix it. Obama has shown that he can be the strong clear headed President this country so desperately needs.
I am ecstatic Senator Obama kept his gracious cool last night and did not lower himself to McCain’s tacky standards. McCain came across as a feeble minded bigot who did everything he could to show his disdain and hatred for his opponent. Obama, on the other hand, showed everyone watching that debate what a brilliant and gracious gentleman he is. That is not to say he did not put McCain in his place on several occasions. However, the way he went about putting McCain in his place was beautiful to behold. More than ever before I am looking towards Obama as role model when it comes to dealing with people who make me want to smack them upside the head with a skillet. Perhaps in the future I will bake a batch of cornbread in that skillet, serve it smothered in butter and honey to those whose hearts are filled with hatred and bitterness, and whose brains are obviously lacking in food for thought. I doubt it will change anything within their hearts and brains, but it might keep their mouths busy for a moment, and give me a chance to graciously say what I want to. Once the skillet is empty, and I’ve had my say, I can always use it to gently whack them upside the head if absolutely necessary.
