More On Politics.....Or Rather The Media

I watched the "debate" last night for a few minutes. Here's what I saw when I turned it on. The moderators Tweedle Dumb and Tweedle Dumber were asking about an association Obama had with a former Sixites radical and statements said radical made. Ugh. Turned the channel to PBS for a few minutes. Turned back to the debate for a bit more of the you've-been-in-the-same-room-with-a-person-who-said-stupid things-long-ago-so-why-do-you-hate-America-and-you-don't-wear-a-flag-pin kinda questions. Obama wrapped up this episode of journalistic brilliance with a jab at Clinton for the same type of nonsense (your husband pardoned Sixties radicals so nyah), thereby lowering himself into this stinking sewer we call political discourse. This whole exchange made me want to scream. To be fair, Obama started to take the high road and chastised those bonehead moderators for dwelling on this kind of stuff. On the one hand I wish he had stayed on the high road and not said anything about Clinton's past associations, but on the other I'm thinking, "You've gotta attack, you can't just take a hit like this." Well he attacked, and I felt just a little dirty afterword. Low road.

Can I just say one thing? PLEASE MAKE THIS GUILT BY ASSOCIATION GARBAGE STOP. Guess what? Whoever is elected president will be elected president of all the people, including stupid people who say stupid things. The president has to be able to talk with stupid people. Just because you know somebody, work with them, go their church, or socialize with them doesn't mean you wholly adopt that person's beliefs and you are indistinguishable from that person. Fer cryin out loud, Paul Wellstone and Jesse Helms became good friends in the Senate. Enough of this crap.

I did stay tuned long enough to hear Clinton's response to a question about withdrawing troops from Iraq. I read today on the internets that this was the first question of the evening that actually dealt with a policy issue. It only took 50 minutes of a 90 minute debate to get to a question about something that matters. That. Is. Disgusting. Thank you mainstream media for making a circus out of what could be the most critical election of my lifetime.