jims musings

After Rom­ney dropped out of the race, I found myself dis­ap­pointed. I hadn’t real­ized how much I wanted Rom­ney to win the nom­i­na­tion, but after he ‘sus­pended’ his can­di­dacy, I real­ized I had actu­ally been inter­ested in vot­ing for him. In pre­vi­ous elec­tions, I had been vot­ing against some­body else.
So, I’m left with McCain. I’m not excited about the guy. Noth­ing new. No chops to deal with the prob­lems that I think need fac­ing. I don’t think he’s got much of a chance against the left. Obama’s going to (prob­a­bly) win the Demo­c­ra­tic nom­i­na­tion, and it’ll be new, excit­ing young guy ver­sus old unex­cit­ing geri­atric guy. No con­test, Obama wins.
But I’ve decided I must vote for McCain. One of my strong self-interests is see­ing the Supreme Court move towards the right. With 6 mem­bers of the Supreme Court approach­ing or past 70, the next Pres­i­dent will likely nom­i­nate one, per­haps two, Jus­tices. I may not like McCain, but he’ll be gone in a few years. His Supreme Court picks, though, will be around well into the adult­hood of my chil­dren.
So, Mr. McCain, you will have my vote, but I am really vot­ing for the hope of con­ser­v­a­tive justices.

Dear Ms. (Mrs?) Spears–
Your life is a mess, and truth­fully, it is intrud­ing upon mine. Please stop doing… what­ever it is that you do these days and go find a quiet place and recu­per­ate from your woes. I am sorry that your life stinks, but it stinks for me, too. There are far more impor­tant things going on than your hair, your career or who has cus­tody of your chil­dren. I under­stand this is blunt and you are not used to being talked to this way, but there it is.
Frankly, if you can han­dle some con­struc­tive crit­i­cism, you should just walk away from the dis­as­ter your life has become. Some will crit­i­cize your for ‘aban­don­ing’ your chil­dren, but they do now belong to your ex. You can’t aban­don some­thing you don’t have. Go find a quiet lit­tle town some­place. Mon­tana would be good– it’s remote, peo­ple will ignore you and the paparazzi will soon get bored of fol­low­ing you around. Buy a Ford Truck and blend in. Get to know reg­u­lar peo­ple. Redis­cover your­self. Maybe in a few years, you can begin a new career in coun­try music.
What­ever you do, ignore the likes of Madonna or Paris. They haven’t been good to you.
Should you not heed my advice, should you remain on you cur­rent course, I’m afraid you’re going to end up a less-glamorous ver­sion of Mar­i­lyn Mon­roe, or per­haps Princess Diana. This out­come seems nearly inevitable, unless some­thing dras­tic occurs. Like Mon­tana. (The Car­oli­nas are nice, too.) I am espe­cially adverse to this, as it would result in a vast increase in pub­lic­ity (not all of it good, and none you would be in a posi­tion to enjoy) which would be dis­taste­ful to me. Though our needs be dif­fer­ent, I’m assum­ing we have sim­i­lar goals regard­ing this.
Drop me a line; I can give you details on how to get away from your present predica­ments. Please. I’m tired of see­ing your name– and your life– in headlines.

Par­en­thet­i­cally, I won­der what Google will make of the con­tent of this posting?