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It is very late and I cannot sleep. I am too wound up given tomorrow is Super Tuesday, and I can't stand wondering what is going to happen. I don't know what it is about my personality that gets so emotionally invested in things I get my heart set on. I have researched candidates, issues, and resumes for over 200 hours in the past 3 months. I cannot stand what is happening with the media, stepping in line to drink the kool-aid and endorse a candiate who is barely holding up his obligations in the US Senate.
I heard something once that I think is fascinating in how it applies lately. That is, the most common phobia manifested in people is Phronemophobia -- fear of thinking. Literally, people do anything they can to avert the need for analysis, and decisiveness. They are happy to defer instead to somone they trust or respect (e.g. Oprah) and of course fundamentally they fear the accountabilty that is associated with thinking independently and stating your outcomes outwardly.
No wonder we've watched throngs of voters and media alike get lined up behind a speech and a promise -- as if this were a popularity contest instead of a job interview. We don't need to redecorate the White House with one of Oprah's favorite things. We need a problem solver, with experience.
Needless to say and whatever your opinions, I don't mean to assualt them. Mostly I'm frustrated with the lack of substance driving many people to choose one person over another, and the lack of integrity in the press to give fair and balanced reporting and vet the candidates the way we rely upon them to do. Instead they've focused almost exclusively on speculation and stacking endorsements. I guess that shouldn't be surprising, considering we're a nation who values celebrity and responds with satisfied glee when we find ourselves in the middle of the pack.
Groan. Don't read this. I don't mean you. I just mean everyone else.
I bought this big bag of trailmix at Costco to give to the homeless guy who is often on the corner and then I didn't see him for like 5 weeks so fianlly when we had guests I opened it. Now it is left over in the pantry and I CANNOT STOP EATING IT. I haven't gained but I'm not going to lose at this rate. It's pathetic. I need to get a grip and stop caring about shit I can't control.
Arrrrgggggh.
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