"just when i think i'm out, they pull me back in."
~ al pacino in godfather the third
"never hate your enemies. it affects your judgment."
with the 2016 election season looming like a noxious cloud, a dark, cynical part of me thinks it doesn't matter who is president of the united states of america.
i look at the list of prospective "candidates" and think the promise of america is true: anyone ~ no matter how immoral, incoherent, or otherwise unqualified ~ can grow up to be president.
then i remember barack obama, and i feel better. briefly. until i remember the bush administration, and i mentally puke.
the closer it gets, the less i want to engage in this cycle at all. the idea of wallowing around in US politics (again) makes me want to shower off with a bleach firehose.
and yet, here we are. some friends are committing to getting democrats elected, while others commit to further sabotage our little experiment in democracy.
don't misunderstand: i don't love democrats. as a general matter they are far too conservative for my taste. and the increasingly likely prospect of hillary clinton as president is, um, discouraging.
but i dislike her and her fellow corporate democrats much less than the horror show of the other major party. no shower can wash that stench away.
okay, i know, it does matter who becomes president #45. whoever it is will likely appoint a supreme court justice or two, as well as a bunch of other judges-for-life. s/he will continue turning our ship of state away from the rocks put in our path by the other party...or he will guarantee we crash headlong into them.
which is why, really, there's no sitting this one out. the lesser of two evils is still evil...but the alternative is no alternative at all.