Yes, I’m about sick of the election process at this point, but I thought I should preserve this silly metaphor about voting in general and presidential politics especially.
In most every campaign I feel like a guy who goes to an ice cream shop hungry for a big cone of chocolate. When he arrives, however, he is told his only choices are vanilla and strawberry.
What’s the guy to do? He can only not ice cream or pick among undesired alternatives. And if he loathes strawberry, what choice is left except vanilla, boring and routine as it is?
In Presidential elections, I haven’t eaten chocolate since 1988. Don’t get me started on state and local elections.
To those who are having their chocolate this election, God bless. I really want some chocolate ice cream at this point.
Now, if you want to read something more intelligent and God-centered on the Presidential race, read Claude Mariottini ‘s post on this election. And if you have read it, read it again.<g>