INTERPRETIVE DANCING!

Now that I've lost your attention let's (not) talk politics. I just had a very interesting conversation with my dad about why neither of us talk to anyone about politics, or religion, same thing. We shared pretty much the same point-of-view on everything, especially those dirty hippies (get a job!). Who would have known that my dad and I could have so much in common?

We came across some very interesting points settling upon the age old and time tested conclusion that politics are crooked man's ballgame. Whitey Bulger was caught in Santa Monica, California. If the last bit of the outside world before I was thrown in jail with some very large men and got pounded on a daily basis was Santa Monica, California, I probably wouldn't complain. Especially if my brother and I ran Boston, and the rest of Massachusetts for as long as the Bulgers did. And they got a movie based on them too! Lucky bastahds.

Basically my conversation with my dad confirmed two things for me. One: We will never get the ideal candidate we want, and if we did, they will never be voted into office. Two: Religion is like herpes. It's really something you should keep to yourself, but somehow it keeps spreading.

Politics: I'd like to see a philosopher get voted into office. Someone who is going to think very long and hard about, not the wiener joke I could make just now, but the decisions that they would have to make. This doesn't mean that this person is going to please everyone, that this person would do whatever turns out to be the greatest good for the greatest number, or that this person will leave office having improved the country. The philosopher will consider the consequences, feel bad about the wrong decisions they made, and maybe, just maybe, they'll try to make it right.

Religion: Shut the hell up. No one wants to hear about it. "One nation, under God, with liberty and just for all." That's what is was, is, and will be. If you try to put your religious beliefs into the government, you will never be respected, so help me God.

P.S. Also discovered that "medium" salsa is alright on a salami, pepperoni, and cheese sandwich on wheat bread. It tastes similar to mustard with a little extra spice.