Anything You Can't Do I Can't Do Better

Did you catch last night's third and final presidential debate? It really didn't matter whether you did or not. It was a waste of time, really. It's as though when they shook hands at the beginning it was some silent agreement to just take it easy and have a fun night posing for the cameras. You had Kerry on one side not really providing any clear plans for a presidential term, and you had Bush on the other side not really providing any clear answers about his current presidential term. Sure, there were a few cutting remarks but for the most part it was an easy stroll down familiar roads where cliches and politically-correct doublespeak abound.

I feel as though this election's basically coming down to two large groups of people who will become the difference-makers only because of sheer numbers. Masses of Kerry supporters are callow, arrogant college kids who really don't know anything except that they've been told by airhead Hollywood celebrities that incumbent president Bush is "stupid." Masses of Bush supporters are gullible, illogical religionists who really don't know anything except that they've been told by whited sepulchers that Bush is a "man of God."

I think I'm like some sort of political agnostic, which is a horrible thing to be. I do have my mind made up between the two presidential candidates for '04, but it still feels like choosing the lesser of two evils (or "incapables" if you prefer). I don't throw much support behind Bush or Kerry. Maybe someone can convince me why I should really care about either one because neither man did a good job convincing me during these debates.

But hey, who cares about the debates; I know most of you were watching the ALCS game between the Yankees and the Red Sox, right? It just so happens that the regions for the four teams in the ALCS and NLCS are already firmly entrenched in either candidate's camp: New York and Boston are Kerry territories, and St. Louis and Houston are Bush territories. If you live in one of those four cities, you've probably got your mind made up for the election; might as well catch some MLB playoff games than watch debates and election commentaries. Well, I live in Los Angeles, but you know that I didn't miss the Yankees-Red Sox game either. Though that was almost a waste of time, too, unless you grow giddy at the sight of another lousy loss for the Sox. Not that I'm surprised, but if you ask me, the team's championship hopes are about as shattered as Johnny Damon's bat.



...and yes, Philo has promised to return tomorrow. Look forward to another wild and crazy "saphilone" post.