In all this election flurry we seem to be suddenly looking at a race between Obama and Palin. McCain is just sort of relaxing at a Starbucks reading Doonsbury. Every once in a while Palin sends him a text and he reassures her that she's doing great and looks sufficiently "hot."
Seriously though...I haven't heard the word McCain in weeks...I only hear about Palin. And what I hear the most is that if McCain is elected, and then bites it, Palin will be the president. They talk about this a lot. Now true, it's something to consider for any future president, we want to make sure we are comfortable with the vice-president running the country in case of any "incidents"...but with McCain we're not talking about the possibility of an incident really, we're just talking about nature and time.
My goal here is not to make this an overly political blog. My point is simply this...Obama must think "the media and public understand that if a terrible tragedy occurs and I am president...Joe Biden will take my place." However, McCain must be thinking, "Holy shit...EVERYONE thinks I'm going to die in four years!!"
Four years. It's not very long. And maybe Mickey won't croak in those years...but what would it be like to know that your entire country is afraid you might? How would you want to spend those last four years?
I think the logical thing would be for Mickey to bow out on this one and say, "You know, I think I'll spend these golden years playing golf and chilling with my wife and many children. You take this one Barack...you deserve it."
All I'm saying is that even though I'm voting for Rocky Bams...I really hope Mickey doesn't kick the proverbial bucket...because I imagine that having that woman as president may be akin to watching a train full of puppies derailing over a cliff.
Pitbull puppies.
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