You might think that being in a swing state, one must endure the madness of the political season and we in the safely blue or red ones are exempt--but oh--how wrong you are!
My left leaning but generally apolitical wife has now joined her husband in the full on loathing of America's #1 Clown Cult and why, might you ask?
The Romney campaign just called our 9 year old son on his cell asking for his vote--when my wife took the phone and told them not to bother a child with this silliness, the caller responded with "well, you're the WOMAN OF THE HOUSE, can't I speak to you?"
"What kind of "stuck in the 1950's shit is that," she asked me. "Woman of the house? Are they fucking kidding?"
(Is still seething: "No man, I'm in the kitchen baking cookies in my apron--my husband does all the thinking").
So, she handed me the phone. Remarkably, I was tactful. Told him politely that in the 213 area code, there were likely about zero Romney supporters and really, not to call again.
(More accurately, in 213, at least half of the cell phones users regard English as a second language and they're wasting their time).
Wife and I were both amazed at how much the dude's voice sounded like Rush Limbaugh's--really, it's like all of them bellow at you in this voice of doom. And no, why engage the dipshit with the obvious, that whatever Obama's faults are, the worst of them is that he's been too Romney like himself, why would I want more and worse of the same?
I have made a conscious decision not to engage with these robotic lunatics when not on the radio or Internet--they cannot be changed, they are true believers, they are, in their minds, circling the wagons in a holy war to mix metaphors.
Screw 'em.