To Vote or Not to Vote, That is the Question

Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing happened. – Winston Churchill

I’m stumbling my way towards the voting booth. Will I or won’t I? If I don’t vote I’ll be neglecting my duty as a citizen. If I do vote I’ll be helping to choose which brand of horror the country will face as we move further into mass hysteria.

To vote or not to vote, that is the question. Whether ’tis nobler -. If only Shakespeare were here, he could point me in the right direction. How come so much of our wisdom became lost in the past? Are we getting dumber every year or are we just clinging to our illusions and puns because we can’t face the real world?

Once I got past the contradiction between the image Obama projected of leading us to the Promised Land with his twirling baton and his blatant use of the race card (or having it invoked for him by the media and others while he assumed the cloak of an innocent man of virtue) and once I got past my awe and appreciation of the valiant hero McCain who sacrificed so much for his country, I realized they both present us with distorted images.

Who is the real Obama, the one who hides beneath his cloak? Judging from his past actions and the company he’s kept for the past twenty years why do so many people still trust him–simply for what he says? Which, you might notice, has also changed from one extreme to the other on important issues.  It is lofty rhetoric he excels at, until you listen to it enough times to realize how empty it is. Do we have to wait until it’s too late, until he’s in office, to see what he will do?

McCain has more to recommend him through his past actions, true heroism without the accompanying grand gestures of Kerry’s short heroic stance. But what has John McCain become? Somehow, the man we knew before 2000 seems to have disappeared and the one who took his place is looking more and more like George Bush, just older.

As for Hillary, the media accused her of feeling entitled to the presidency, yet it wasn’t Hillary but the Democratic Party that felt entitled. This was to be their year so they helped the media shoot her down, many of the party leaders believing Obama’s charm is the magic ingredient that will enthrall the country into voting the Democrats back into power. Once they fixated on Obama, the Democratic Party  stubbornly persisted in supporting him despite revelation after revelation of his lack of judgment.  They have foolishly shot themselves in both feet.

While the Republican Party, who only have half a foot left, is hopping its way towards the finish line.

Hillary–Warming the Cockles of Our Hearts

“While Obama was spouting poetry, Clinton stuck to what she knew best, unexciting but smart prose. Instead of giving voters goose bumps, she gave them chicken soup.” – Joan Vennochi, Boston Globe Columnist

In a great editorial in the Boston Globe this morning Joan Vennochi refers to Hillary as “The Chicken Soup Candidate”. Which really struck me–just yesterday I had made an off-the-cuff remark to my daughter that I thought Hillary wants to be the Mother of our Country. And, if George Washington, our first president, is known as the Father of our Country, why shouldn’t the first woman be thought of as the Mother?

I had come to this startling thought while looking at an Astrology chart for Hillary which shows, if the time of birth I used is correct, that her natal Moon, representing her emotional nature by sign and house, is in Pisces in the tenth.  There are conflicting reports regarding her time of birth but I used the one for 8:00 pm on October 26, 1947. The tenth house in a chart represents the public, the career, and reputation while the Moon there in Pisces shows an intuitive connection to the public. You might even say Hillary wants to mother the whole world.

It’s funny how this description also fits with a criticism I’ve heard of her — that she thinks she knows “what’s right for everybody” (shades of Jewish motherhood!). As children mature, they often rebel against their mothers, calling it “cutting the umbilical cord”. Otherwise, boys are in danger of becoming “mama’s boys” and girls in staying “tied to the apron strings”. But secretly most of us need mothering, especially when we are sick or discouraged, and during those times we welcome, with a grateful heart, the loving dispensers of chicken soup.

If a woman can lead us through this transitional period from the old order to the new while also dispensing chicken soup when it is needed, isn’t that an added gift we would appreciate in a leader? What about the fireside chats of FDR? Or the warm fatherly mien of Ronald Reagan? Didn’t they warm the cockles of our hearts? This is the part of Hillary that she had not allowed to show before, because she had to keep proving she is presidential material, that she has the knowledge, the experience and the toughness to lead this country as well as any man.

While Obama waxed eloquent, she kept hammering on the issues. If she had strayed into poetry, the media was ready to jump on her like jackals on road kill. Which they will continue to do. There is a “Stop Hillary” chant that is irrational in its intent and fierceness. I do not understand it.

I’m afraid of how far these people will go to cut her down.