Before I begin, Senator McCain would just like to tell you that his 104 year-old great great great aunt Bertha has been hospitalized for a minor fainting spell. He sends his thoughts and prayers.
As for me… Having witnessed 3 tedious presidential debates and 1 barely entertaining, mostly grating vice presidential debate, I am just so enormously relieved that Obama turned down McCain’s original request for TEN town hall meetings.
For that reason alone, Obama gets my vote.
Sure it’s super fun to watch the candidates wander around the stage and endlessly suck up to undecided voters (How is anyone STILL undecided? I think they all just want to be on TV).
But TEN town hall meetings? In this economy, no one needs that kind of agony.
So thankfully this was the last hurrah.
And we had the chance to witness a classic, love triangle. Both Obama and McCain are desperately fighting for the affection of Joe the Plumber.
If I remember history correctly, McCain first dated Joe the Plumber and then Obama stole him away with his smooth rap and fancy economic policy.
Now McCain is trying to woo him back with his tax plan, his constant blinking and his copious note taking.
Or at least that’s how I remember it.
I hope Joe the Plumber picks the right man in November.
If not, I hope he at least comes to fix my broken washing machine.
Since moms are usually right, I end with advice from moderator Bob Schieffer’s mom.
“Go vote now. It will make you feel big and strong.”
Or my slightly tweaked version…
“Go vote now. It will make you feel super skinny, sexy and strong.”
Seriously, go vote.