On this second day of election year, I must take a moment to express my joy at the fact that I do not live in Iowa. Not just for the obvious reason--corn--but because I cannot imagine what it must be like to have to deal constantly with the phone calls, mailings, door-to-door canvassing, and for all I know smoke signals of the various candidates vying to make a good showing in tomorrow's caucuses.
Mind you, this is not a partisan commentary. While I'm sure it is easier being a registered Democrat in Iowa this year, when there is no contested primary, I would have found it just as unbearable being beseeched by supporters of Hilary or Barack (or John or whoever else was hanging around) in 2008 as I imagine it is for the folks now being bombarded by representatives of Mitt or Newt or Ron (well, OK, it might be amusing to try keeping a straight face while talking to volunteers of EITHER of the Ricks).
Be strong, Iowans! This will all be over after tomorrow, and you can go back to your accustomed irrelevance.
Just for the record, It's what Iowans LIVE for.
ReplyDeleteIt's ALL Iowans live for!
What else have they GOT?
The hit song From "The Music Man", ABOUT Ioaw, is "Gary, Indiana".