I think it’s time we all considered this pressing question. Not to determine who to vote for, of course.
I would love to have a beer with Hillary Clinton.
The other major(ish) candidates each disqualify themselves pretty immediately.
I’ve already met Bill Richardson. He’s a jerk and a slime-ball. A gifted negotiator, to be sure, but I hope never to encounter him again.
I couldn’t be in the same room as John Edwards without punching him for the cheap sexist shot he took at Clinton earlier this week. I like his policies, but he gets on my nerves, and I’m really pissed about that comment.
Barack Obama might be the best president out of the front-runners, but there is no doubt in my mind that between the beer and the “hope-mongering,” I would throw up.
Clinton, on the other hand, I would like to meet. I’d like to ask her about her experiences as a woman in politics. I’d like to ask her about feminism. I’d like to apologize to her for the inexcusable shit she’s getting from our poor excuse for a media.
And then, of course, I’d have to tell her that she doesn’t have my vote.
Anyone else care to weigh in?
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