As the sound fills the are from both sides of my ears and the ears of my friends we nearly want to crouch and scream. With our hands over our ears, we would be in a much better place than standing listening to the racket espousing “change” and “reform”. Ironically these are spoken as if new concepts. This time around is the one as far as some are concerned. Black will be white, white will be black…whatever that could possibly mean.
Truth is that it is all noise. One man is old, and loosing his credibility supposedly. And, the other man is young, and has not established his own credibility. Now as far as to which way to let the pounding vibrations take you, that is entirely up to you. Ones own self shall determine what ones own self is to do. Choice is such a lovely thing. But I warn, there is nothing new, nothing brilliant, nothing delightful about this campaign season. Though the gossip is some what intensly fasinating. The only factors that seem real to me as for what we will get out of these candidates is good diction for Barack, and as for McCain, he is a war hero.
Cast your arguments, make your vote. Be weary and sharp eyed or eared. But relax as well. For it has all been done before, as they say.
