Getting ready to go vote. I must make a choice among
a field of candidates for Governor, Lt. Governor, and Attorney General. Then I
have to approve or disapprove a proposal that would allow Henrico County to
impose a 4% “meals tax” on all prepared food, the proceeds of which would be earmarked
for schools.
Terry McAuliffe vs. Ken Cuccinelli offers up the classic
matchup between a big government carpet-bagging liberal and a dreary right wing
scold. For three months now Mr. McAuliffe has been warning me about Mr.
Cuccinelli’s plans to outlaw abortions, and deny women their birth control
pills. Seriously, that’s it. That’s all I know about Cuccinelli. He apparently
has it in for women. For the past two months and three weeks, all I heard about
Mr. McAuliffe was about how much he was planning to raise my taxes, $1746. Only
over the past week have I heard that a vote for McAuliffe would be equivalent to
a tacit approval of Obamacare. At this point, I would be willing to pay both of
these guys $1746 to shut up already! I suppose I should point out that there is also a Libertarian candidate on the ballot as well, some guy with a bi-racial family who wears sear sucker suits and goes around pointing at McAuliffe and Cuccinelli saying, "I'm not them!"
Then there’s the most worthless office ever created,
Lt. Governor, the guy who sits around for four years waiting for the governor
to die, while piling up cash for his own run for governor. This year I must
choose between some guy named E.W. Jackson and the Democrat candidate who wouldn’t
shake his hand after their last debate. The fact that I can’t recall his name
says something either about his candidacy or my poor citizenship. A quick Google
search informs me that he is one Ralph S. Northam. That’s too bad, since the
name “Ralph” doesn’t have much of a resume in modern politics. All I know about
Mr. Jackson is that every politically active member of my church is in love
with the guy, plastering my Facebook wall with testimonials to their undying
devotion to this Harvard educated, fire-breathing social conservative, who
lists as qualifications the volatile combination of preacher and lawyer. I haven’t seen a single add
for either candidate.
The Attorney General race has been a mud-slinging
tour-de-force, with Mark Obenshain and Mark Herring accusing each other of
being notorious, pathologically lying bastards. So, there’s that.
The meals tax thing has been recently pitched by its
proponents as “for the children." Whenever any political cause is presented to
me on these terms I instinctively throw up a little in my mouth. Generally, it’s
never truly about the children. It’s
usually about manipulating you into paying higher taxes so the teacher’s union
can finally have that convention in Hawaii next year. Any political movement
pimped as being for the children is almost always really about the people who
make money off the children. Sorry. No deal.
So, there you have it, Election Day in the
Commonwealth of Virginia.
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