Imminent Acclaim

I kind of wish Barack Obama and I were jug buddies. I'm dead serious. I like a lot of what I have read about him, and I am sure we could strike up a rapport in a split second. All I would have to say to him would be, "Hello Mr. Obama. You and I should hang out together sometime." I am certain he would find a good reason to jump on the idea.

Since that isn't happening in the foreseeable future, I'm left with the option to spout what I think of the Presidential Race and how I evaluate Mr. O's chances of being the Democratic candidate. One of the reasons I wanted to come out of my political closet is that this race is going to shape up to be the most interesting competition for top gun that we've had, probably since Truman v. Dewey. A lot of presidential nominations have gone by since then; but this one is guaranteed to be the most colorful, if you ask me.

From where I sit, Mr. Barack Obama appears to be an intellect with a few timely ideas. His opponent comes across as a nice lady who I would definitely want to sell me a house. But it wouldn't be the White House. I would prefer to see someone in office, black, green-ish, or white, who has a predilection for solving problems and forging untrodden paths. That's why I said Mr. O and I could definitely trade "war stories".

It's unfortunate that the Presidential race has started so early. (This might turn out to be longest such campaign in history, I would know for sure.) But, just like the pro sports seasons, the influence of the media, and the revenue that reigns as the obvious motive, we will be the audience to a political marathon.

The statement Mr. Obama had to retract re: the lost lives of some 3,000 troops in Iraq suggests a risk factor for all candidates over the protracted course that lies ahead. This faux pas will probably be forgotten by summer, especially since it was well intended; but I see where my favorite to win the race could use an ally - a deep throat, if you will - for instant polish on how to abbreviate his real convictions in front of the camera. I would be perfect for the job. I could say something like, "See here, ol' buddy, you want to use some ammunition I've collected for you. They're called mind grommets. Either you use them at the beginning of phrase or at the end. They will give you the panache you need for this game. They will make you look like the polititian the American people really want in office."

Can you just picture me saying that to Mr. Obama? It would be nothing short of awesome. And, my buddy would be standing in front of fifteen microphones in November 2008, saying something like:

"And when the last vote is counted, ladies and gentlemen, your choice of President should be my cue to lead this country to a better quality of life for all citizens." (Ya-a-a-a-a-y-y-y!)

There's more where that came from, if you are interested. Perhaps my next book will be a manual on how to partition your mind when you run for office. I could call it "Don't Let The Media Know What You're Thinking!"

Hawk