this evening. She had other plans but fit me in between work and extrastuff, as I knew she would. We had pretty good conversation at El Toro, our kitchen away from home. And then off she went, headed out to help her friend, as I also knew she would.
One of the things I’ve noticed about this political season is that citizens are being directed to view issues in black and white. Of course, elections, as life, are best represented in shades of grey. Yeah, I said it, grey. As in, absolutes are hard to come by. Already received an email about my vote for Carole Strayhorn, it was, as expected, very derogatory of her. Methinks, after reading many, many articles, columns and blogs about our governors race in Texas, most of the rants are just plain ol’ prejudice. Yep, I said it for the rest of you, if you come out against Carole, most likely it is because you are prejudiced. How’s that for straight up? Hmm?
Oh, yeah, I know, Carole ten-names! Hey, been there, done that. Go away. Try again. Let me ask you something – if she had kept her maiden name, what would you say? Hmm? Yep, she’s a feminiist hooligan! Right? Yes, you know you would have. But if Carole, were, say, a male, would you call him Mr. ten names? Nope. You wouldn’t. Would you?
Okay, I’ve ranted enough, I’ve already voted, nothing more for me to do. How about you? You gonna get Kinky? Hmm? And vote against most of what you know is right? Hmm? Or you gonna do the right thing? Yep, the right thing is to vote for Carole. You got the courage to do that? I hope so.