Following the ‘no capitalists’ rule
When the first political flyers showed up, I put them straight in the recycling basket, along with the envelopes with no return address or that say I’ve been pre-approved or ask for the favor of a response or that think they know what I’m thinking.
A few weeks ago I started throwing political propaganda in a basket next to the mail box, and just now it weighed in at one point six pounds. That’s not including the massive California voter information guide, which I deeply appreciate, or Butte County’s sample ballot, which is also handy.
The political news that seeps into my awareness makes it clear that money determines the winner, which means that the capitalists will always win because only capitalists are allowed to run. If money isn’t the most important thing in the universe to you, then it’s too bad for you and your delusions. You’re out of touch with reality.
Of course, quite the opposite seems to be the case, that our happiness and satisfaction have nothing to do with money, ours or anybody’s.
The California propositions are tricky, often being oddly worded and deceptively pitched on behalf of hidden backers. Fortunately the Cops Voter Guide set me straight on a few propositions I’d been thinking about—34, 36, and 37, among others. The Cops Voter Guide, which cries out for an apostrophe, suggests that more prisoners, executions, and secret ingredients in our food are just what we need, and the sooner the better.
The CVG also endorsed Ann Schwab and Tami Ritter, toward whom I’d been leaning. I don’t know what to think about that, but I prefer candidates that the cops don’t like.
Chico Conservation Voters, a usually sound bunch, says Yes on Propositions 34, 36, and 37, in contrast to the Cops Voter Guide, and then endorses Ann Schwab and Tami Ritter—lucky for them because I was wavering.
As for national offices, I’m revising my ’70s-era “no white men” guideline into a “no capitalists” rule. Anybody who thinks any budget is the most important thing in life isn’t somebody I’m ever gonna vote for, at least not until he gets past conventional wisdom and into therapy. I’m tempted to vote for the Green Party’s Jill Stein and Cheri Honkala, and I may, but right now I’d like to see Roseanne Barr as president, maybe enough to make Cindy Sheehan veep, maybe not.