Tuesday, November 07, 2006

election day.


"If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice...I will choose a path that's clear-I will choose free will." -Rush


I think this photo shows what politicians really do when they get together. Ah, another election day. The weather is crappy and so are the candidates. Rush said it best. They are from Canada, but who cares? I realize that voting is our American right, and for some, our duty. But I believe NOT voting is also our right. People say that if you don't vote, you can't complain. Bullshit. With the given choices of candidates, there is not one person I would vote for. Does that mean I can't complain that there is no one worth my vote? No. Give me some decent politicians and I will walk-no RUN- to the polls to cast my ballot. I am not one to vote for parties, just for the person who agrees with the majority of issues I'm concerned about. Which, in this race, is no one. Alot of people in Tennessee vote strictly for one party or the other, regardless of what they stand for. And the liberals vote for their candidate just so they don't have to vote for a Democrat or Republican, again, regardless of the issues. So either way, my vote would be a complete waste. Roll your eyes at me-be angry. I'm not angry-I feel good with my decision not to waste my vote on a person who is completely worthless in my mind.

And now for something completely different...

I watch Prison Break religiously. It keeps me white knuckled from start to finish, with a few "OH SNAP!" comments here and there, the ending always bringing an "AWWW FUCK!!!" because I can't wait another week to see if Teabag is going to rip off his hand to free himself. However-lately, I've been having trouble with the whole time table situation. How is it that the FBI is in Arizona, while Scofield is in Gila, New Mexico and within, what I guess to be a time span of maybe 30 minutes, the FBI shows up in NM? And the bungholes with the key to the locker holding the money have called the police and before the police show up at the house they were at, the bungholes have time to: go to the train station, find the locker, unload the money, haul it outside, one hits the other guy over the head and runs off with the money. Normally, this would take a while. It usually takes cops to respond about 10 minutes. But all this happened before the cops even got there. I usually have problems with time travel-it doesn't make any logical sense to me-but this isn't time travel. It's supposed to be real time and it's not cutting it. Maybe they should take some tips from 24.

This is the last week of LOST until-gulp-January. Apparently, Criminal Minds had more viewers than LOST last week. Now, this is the problem I have with that issue-people are starting to give up on lost because they STILL have no clue what is going on. Well, isn't that the whole fun of it, trying to guess what's going to happen next? It's like the Harry Potter books-you want to know what's going to happen next, so you keep reading and waiting until the next book comes out. Books like that, I wish would never end. I know they must at some point, but it's fun to wonder and come up with your own conclusions, instead of it being handed to you by the author. That's the way LOST is for me. I want to know why-but not yet. Let it drag on for a while to keep everyone guessing. C'mon, people-this show needs your support, at least until we find out why Locke was in a wheelchair!

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