Simple Minded wrote:NapLajoieonSteroids wrote:noddy wrote:NapLajoieonSteroids wrote:The 'Political Independents' are the most brand conscious of all the voting blocs
its awfully tricky voting for yourself, especially when your name isnt even on the stupid list they give you.
People are getting a whole lot better at having the next best thing- blank-slate candidates they can project all their hopes and insecurities onto, making every choice existentially significant.
How else are we ever gonna be happy with gubmint?
Every year when I go to vote, I am stuck with the same lady at the check-in table who reads my name off the list and then starts speaking to me in Italian, in a very exaggerated manner. And she gets so excited because she is some Italophile who has it in her head because of my name and my familiarity with the language I must share her interest. She means well, but she goes on and on and on about things not important to me in that moment; and she puts on this big production about this or that in Italy (or about Italians) that I really don't care for. No matter how well intentioned, it's a waste of time for me and everybody waiting in line to vote and get on with their lives. Anyway, every year, when she finally does hand me the ballot, this huge smile crosses her face and she gets this look like the idea fomenting in her head is utterly brilliant. And she signs off our forced encounter by giving me the
cornu hand gesture- the metalhead devil horns- to ward off the evil eye.
I'm sure the lady means well and she obviously thinks her gesture is something I should appreciate...that's it is something good for me.
But the way she does it...well, the way she does is really the gesture for saying that I'm being cuckolded, or I am a cuckold....
and well, there was some gubmint metaphor in all of this...but I seemed to have lost the plot....maybe you get the picture.