Wednesday, November 07, 2012

Live Bloggin' the Election

I vote to have oatmeal this morning.

I vote to have a second cup of coffee.

I vote to kiss my wife and daughter good morning.

I vote not to shave.
(Remember Movember!)

I vote against being poll-erized.

I vote to go to Hiroshima and Miyajima for a couple of days.

I vote to ride in seat 9B of car #1 of the Nozomi 11 Shinkansen.

I vote that in the event of a tie, the Supreme Court should take penalty shots, with the candidates as goalkeepers.

I vote to eat Okonomiyaki at Rokutsubo in Hiroshima.


I vote that war stop being an alternative.

An Election Day Parable:

"There is a Taoist story of an old farmer who had worked his crops for many years. One day his horse ran away. Upon hearing the news, his neighbors came to visit.

"Such bad luck," they said sympathetically.

"We'll see," the farmer replied.

The next morning the horse returned, bringing with it three other wild horses.

"How wonderful," the neighbors exclaimed.

"We'll see," replied the old man.

The following day, his son tried to ride one of the untamed horses, was thrown, and broke his leg. The neighbors again came to offer their sympathy on his misfortune.

"We'll see," answered the farmer.

The day after, military officials came to the village to draft young men into the army. Seeing that the son's leg was broken, they passed him by. The neighbors congratulated the farmer on how well things had turned out.

"We'll see" said the farmer."

On the turntable: Ry Cooder, "Election Special"
On the nighttable:  Murasaki Shikubu, "Tale of Genji" (Waley, trans.)


Joshua Dyer said...

I like your style of voting. Coffee tends to right my ship during the day!

ted said...

Coffee and a healthy diet of irony...