I’m afraid of Obama groupies. They scare me.

28 08 2008

Actually, I’m suspicious of anyone too political on either side. It’s not like I’m pro-McCain either.

But living in Berkeley has made me more conservative, just as a backlash against crazy lefties. When I first got here, I was puzzled that the amount of Young Republicans squelched every other group on campus. Now, I get it. These are kids who will make a lot of money some day. Half of them come from well-off families and are not interested in saving the trees.

(Actually, I have also been pushed to the brink of insanity by the tree issue. Lately, I want them burned to the ground, with or without the tree sitters still in them. I’ve come to hate the tree sitters – most of whom aren’t even Berkeley students – and scream nonsensical things at you as you walk by about unrelated issues like your cell phone, your bourgeois attitude and tree genocide. Um, isn’t there something going on in Darfur you could be protesting instead of the loss of a score of man-planted trees?)

Anyway, tonight the Obama-madness will be at its height. I’m going to stay in, keep my windows drawn and my radio and television off so I don’t have to hear any more nonsense about promises of change or hope. If the Democrats or Republicans did all the things they promised, we’d have no money to pay for them (since no one is really raising taxes). We’ve become, somehow, a nation that wants a lot of something for a little of nothing.

I want a three-party system, but it ain’t likely in my lifetime. These two behemoths are too entrenched and there is too much to lose by breaking away – like campaign money.

At any rate, let it be said that I remain an independent – even when all my Obama-groupie friends come to hate me for asking the wrong questions (which usually involve a concrete definition of ‘change’).