OK. In retrospect, I have to admit that the Sarah Palin video that I posted was a little juvenile. I certainly don't wish Gov. Palin any harm. The video fed off of my own frustration with her answer to that particular question: "What newspapers and magazines did you regularly read?" Of course, she can't give any specific answer because she'd be admitting that she listens to the liberal elite "gotcha" media. Plus, "Terry Tate's" face at the end is priceless.
To make up for that little faux pas, here is a very intellectual and enlightening piece about the two candidates for president:
He didn't say it in front of the UN so we should be OK, Stevie Joe Parker
Some economists give their thoughts on the presidential election here. No word on whether they agree with old Stevie Joe on the Wall Street Bailout (but why wouldn't they?). Still, it seems that they prefer Obama over McCain. Check it out.
The finer folks of the Junebug Holler community came over to the Parker estate last night to watch the Vice Presidential debate. Like the rest of the nation, there was more interest in this event than in the Presidential debate. Junior, for his part, came to watch because he thinks Sarah Palin is kind of hot. He sat over on the davenport with a pillow on his lap.
In any case, our interest did not remain piqued for long. Even the resident John Birch Society members of the assembled citizenry had to wince just a little at every "maverick" reference. Add in a few "darn rights" and "heckuvas" then top it off with a "everyday American people Joe Six Pack hockey moms," and by the time we heard "I may not answer the questions that either moderator or you want to hear, but I'm going to talk straight to the American people" we were ready to switch the satellite on over to the Cubs-Dodgers game. That proved to be even more depressing, but that is another subject for another time.
What irked me about the whole thing was not Biden's goofy grin or Palin's struggle to avoid electoral suicide but the whole irrelevance of it all. It's a game, a distraction. Arguing whether the lipstick belongs on a pig or a pitbull has become the national equivalent of rearranging the deck chairs of the Titanic.
This debate did not have record ratings because Americans were hungry for information on which to base their vote. Folks tuned in because the eighth season of American Idol doesn't begin until January. While the country analyzed Sarah Palin's french braids, Congress passed a $700 billion Wall Street Bailout.
Now, do you think the average voter knows more about the bailout bill or how many times Sarah Barracuda winked during the debate?
I know what you're thinking, "Where the heck has Stevie Joe been?" Well, I'll tell ya. I've gone underground to prepare for the upcoming class war. Now, there ain't much further underground than Junebug Holler. So, I went down in the basement to conduct some pondering.
I figure that the class war is already on. Most of us just don't recognize it. The upper class has been carpet bombing the rest of us for a few years now, but we've been too busy watching American Idol to notice. Being a peaceful man myself, I've been thinking on how to fight back without, well, actually fighting. After all, they've got unmanned drones and cruise missiles and what-not. We've got TiVo remotes, but I don't think they will be of much help.
Some hope has finally appeared on the radar: the failure of the Wall Street Bailout. Now, this will likely be approved in a few days, but for a few brief moments, America stood up and said "No!"
The politicians, including both Obama and McCain, have insisted that the poor saps who oppose this plan are just too stupid to realize that it benefits everyone, not just the financial tycoons. We just need it explained to us without all the big words. However, these folks might be ignoring two possibilities:
1) The American people aren't that stupid (although I have been burned by overestimating the intelligence of the average citizen before) and just don't believe what we are told any more. Who says that the bailout is good for the average guy? Wall Street. Frankly, their credibility is a wee bit suspect.
2) The American people accept the fact that the collapse of Wall Street will be bad for everyone, and they want to do it anyway. Maybe, Americans are ready to bite the bullet and live through another Depression just to see the financial markets wiped clean and begun anew. Folks are tired of the super rich getting richer and richer.
In any case, it's just a small sliver of hope shining through the darkness that the Great American Spirit is ready to reappear. If so, I offer a Great American Hero for guidance:
Looking for a place for my stuff, Stevie Joe Parker
So, who the heck is Stevie Joe? Well, for starters, I’m a damn genius, but I was not always so. I was born poor and stupid in Junebug Holler, a place so small that nobody has ever heard of it before (and we like it that way). Seeking to correct this stupidity, I embarked on a rigorous course of education.
I’ve read the Great Books and studied the world’s cultures and religions. I immersed myself in the sciences and followed history’s greatest thinkers. I took employment with a large Multi-National Corporation (MNC) so they would pay for me to travel the world and see how others lived first-hand.
I have objective proof of my mental prowess. I scored a perfect 20 out of 20 questions on the Reader’s Digest IQ test. Technically, their scoring guide said that I got one question wrong. You decide. It asked what Aristotle, Shakespeare, Locke, Voltaire, Poe, and Nietzsche all had in common. I answered that they all had an “e” in their names.
So, anyway, I’m willing to share my gift with humanity, and I offer this here blog as a vessel to carry my wisdom to the world.