politically incorrect.

true story: i went to a political rally yesterday. yea, i was rubbin elbows with those crazy people who stand outside the venue for hours in the hot sun, completely convinced that their way of thinking is absolutely right, and positively certain that their favorite candidate is without a doubt the only qualified person to be the next president of the United States.

mostly i just kept my mouth shut and tried to glean as much information as i could, without letting anyone know that i really had no idea what was goin on. you know how it goes, better to keep your mouth shut and be considered an extremely politically ignorant person, than to open your mouth and remove all doubt. en boca cerrada no entran moscas.

so i sat. through the hours of heat and fear of someone stealing the seat i was trying to save. through some of the worst public speakers i have ever heard. through the performance of a girl singing to prerecorded music and backed up by two guitarists whose guitars werent even plugged in. through lynn swann attempting to be political through spors references. through 40 mins of listening to tom ridge ramble on and on as a time filler. the best thing i saw was jon rich (from big and rich) singin a couple songs. and the stuff he said in between songs was probably more convincing than any of the other speakers combined.

then John McCain made his grand entrance. and then he talked. for a grand total of 5 minutes. and all he did was introduce the girl who's gonna be his vice president. and then she gave the same speech she gave the night before. (it was all new to me.) and then we left.

and after all that, i still have no idea whether i want pennsylvania to turn red or blue...