So now both Donald Trump and Mike Huckabee have announced that they won’t be running for President in 2012, opening the field up to former Massachusetts Governor Mitt Romney and whoever wants to challenge him for the Republican nomination. The talking heads on TV are asking themselves if this will be the year Sarah Palin makes her bid for the highest office in the land.
Of course, in the long run, it really doesn’t matter who runs on either party’s ticket, because if you scratch just beneath the surface on any candidate, all you’ll find is a politician. (If you do scratch a politician, be sure to wash your hands in hot, soapy water as soon as you can.)
I don’t like politics or politicians, and I have yet to see any one of them who wasn’t a self-serving opportunist who is much more concerned with acquiring power, and all of the perks that come with that power, than they are for the good of the nation and the citizens who elected them. We don’t matter to them, we’re just a means to an end, and that end is to get enough of our votes to get elected. And once they get what they want, they’re done with us until next the time.
You see, politics is a dating game. Just like the dating games we all remember from high school. And just like a horny teenage kid groping some sweet young thing in the front seat of his old Chevy at a drive-in movie theater (am I dating myself here?), they will promise anything to get into our pants.
They will tell us they love us. They will pledge undying loyalty. They’ll swear that we are their one and only. They will vow that we will always come first with them, if we’ll just give in. And besides, everybody else is doing it!
And of course, just like that teenage couple with the raging hormones steaming up the car windows at the drive-in, once we give in and give them what we want, we’re screwed!
Some things never change.