There’s always something to howl about.

Praise the lord and pass the ammunition; I am Joe the Plumber and another perfectly good election year is ruined by politics.

My turn.

I feel compelled to try to make some sense of politics in public. Am I not a blogger? And this being a big bad ass blog on which I can write anything that tickles my fancy, and yes my fancy got tickled by this election, I’m going to give it a shot.

So okay then. Thanks for that.

I’m looking back at the year. I love a good political year, and in January I figured this would be a damn good one. The Republican nomination was up for grabs, I love it when that happens, and the Democrats had some history making candidates, but most importantly, my kids were paying attention, and for that I thank Barack Obama. He wasn’t a grumpy old man, he was young and energetic and hopeful and he knew how to give a rousing speech. I think hope is good. I think eloquence is good. I think both together are very good.

Then John McCain chose Sarah Palin as his running mate, and I thought it was interesting, if nothing else. History is being made and I’m living to see it. I was hopeful that Palin would bring something different to the table this time around. I had hope that this election, these candidates, this new media world, this go ’round, we might see an elevated campaign. A campaign that followed the high ground and brought the dignity and integrity that We the People deserve.

Alas, and alack, it’s not to be.

I’m uninspired by John McCain and anything I’ve heard him say. Palin is, ya know, Jane Six Pack. I worked with her, at least I think it was her, during elementary school PTO fundraisers, you betcha! She’s not without charm, and she’s a she, but mostly that ticket is kinda more of the same, only not, only yeah, it is the same.

Biden. Well I must admit that he’s not let me down because Joe’s been Joe since I was a sprout, and he’s definitely Joe now, only he’s not a Joe the Plumber kind of Joe. No, Biden is a Joe the Politician kind of Joe. Joe” href=”https://www.bloodhoundrealty.com/BloodhoundBlog/?p=5086″ target=”_self”>I am Joe the Plumber, by the way.

And that remarkable Obama eloquence that was so uplifting in January, cuts deeply at this point, and I’m angry. I am a Midwesterner after all, and according to Obama, I “get bitter-(I) cling to guns or religion or antipathy”.

Is it over yet?

So at this late date I’m undecided and for the first time in the 30 years that I’ve been voting I’m considering staying home on election day. Perhaps Obama is right about that antipathy thing?

I would like to take this opportunity to congratulate all the candidates, the staff, the journalists, and the talking heads, for turning what could be and should be a glorious exercise in democracy, into a race to the lowest ground. And pardon me while I praise the lord and pass the ammunition, but this bitter Midwesterner is thinking that in spite of the audacity of hope and the faith of my fathers, another election year has gone to hell.