Don't rain on my caucus

Oh my goodness I don't like politics.

I mean, I'm a good citizen.  I vote.  I try/pretend to understand what's going on.  I even occasionally join a rousing discussion of what is what which usually ends with me humming and hawing my way out of it...

I don't pay attention to details.  (true Lindsay-style)  In my naive/bored opinion, the government is so jumbled and insanely complicated that when you venture into the details you risk never getting out.  BLAH  Who needs that?  I listen to talk radio for 10 minutes and I start seeing stars.  I watch a debate and I become like one of those parents at their kid's ball game who, while yelling like a baboon, thinks they should be up there, finishing off the opponent.

I've just got enough grey hairs, thank you.

Can you imagine me, a hearty activist?  ...Yes, umm, Vote for family values!  Vote for smart conservatism!  Vote for- Oh crap, these aren't my notes- this is a Wendy's receipt!  Wait.  Is this the right room?  Sir, do you have a wet wipe?  I sat on my kid's yogurt...

Yeah.  So here we are in March 2012 and things are heating up in Washington.  I'll say it- I'm rooting for Mitt Romney to be our Republican candidate.  The other options are a nice/good guy who I don't think could take on Obama, and another who just seems like a jerk.  Some might say that a mormon supporting Romney (also mormon) is just a biased vote.  Yeah, I won't deny that having a president who shares my religious beliefs gets me pumped but I also think he's the guy that can most successfully bring some moral structure and financial responsibility to Washington.

I don't know.  Maybe I'm wrong.   I care and yet I don't.  Shame on me?  I think at this point I've decided to be aloof to simply avoid the stress.  Lazy?  Probably.  My part will be a vicarious one.

So go team go.  Fight, fight, fight!  Now I'm going to go play on photoshop...