To the Undecided Voters
Once again, the president of our nation will be chosen by the brain dead. We might as well drag our cats into the booth with us and ask Mr. Boots which name on the ticket makes them purr the most.
If you are an adult person who can’t project your life down the road for the next four to eight years, measure what you want, and what you might need at the end of that span against the platforms and philosophical tenants of a particular party : Democratic. Republican. Libertarian. Green – whatever! – than you cannot be trusted to be let into any booth – phone booth, toll booth, or election booth. I seriously wonder if you would be able to find your way out!
Okay, let’s say you genuinely like a particular candidate regardless of his or her party. I happen to like Chris Christie – I hate myself for it but … I like the guy. Then vote for him, or her. But if you are undecided after sixth months and you’re still waiting to figure out which of these guys you would rather have a beer with? Would you consider electoral sterilization? We don’t need any more of you nitwits.