I’ve become kind of obsessed with the band Fun. The whole being obsessed with a band thing doesn’t happen to me much anymore, not like it did back in my teens and twenties when I bought new music every week and played it until the record skipped (okay, by my twenties, it was CDs, but you know what I mean).
There’s a line in the opening song on the album (Some Nights Intro) where they say, “Tea parties and Twitter, I’ve never been so bitter”. That line has been ringing through my head as I am inundated with ads from both Presidential candidates this last month or so. Pennsylvania is a battle ground state, of course, so the ads are just fucking AWFUL. From both sides.
Which makes me pretty sick.
There’s no way Romney is going to be able to convince me to stop being Team Obama, of course. Particularly with the addition of Paul Ryan to the ticket. That dude is a much more slickly packaged Santorum, as far as I can tell. Not only does Mr. Ryan want to replace Medicare with coupons (sigh), but he’s one of those Personhood dudes. In this article at Jezebel, it mentions his stance on the issue:
2. Personhood. Yeah, he’s one of those.
Personhood, or granting the full rights of citizenship to fertilized embryos, is an idea so patently absurd that the Oklahoma Supreme Court referred to it as “clearly unconstitutional” in a unanimous decision to bar a Personhood referendum from the state’s ballots this fall. Mississippi, the most conservative state in the US, rejected personhood resoundingly last fall. Colorado’s rejected it twice, and will probably reject it again when it’s put up to a vote for the third time.
Anyway, Ryan loves personhood. He loves the idea that life begins before pregnancy begins, when the sperm touches the egg. Because, to paraphrase Amanda Marcotte, sperm is magic. Ryan loves personhood so much that he cosponsored legislation that would have defined “person” as any human tissue from the moment of conception, which would have completely outlawed abortion and probably outlawed most forms of birth control and IVF.
Not only that, but apparently his personhood legislation didn’t mention the words “woman” or “mother” ONCE.
FUCK THAT GUY. Yes, that’s my smart and elegant political commentary. FUCK THAT GUY.
But, all that anger toward the Romney-Ryan ticket aside, at the heart of the issue is this: like most of the liberals, I’m finding it incredibly hard to work up a huge amount of enthusiasm for campaigning for Obama. Don’t get me wrong – I totally want Obama to win.
But there’s a part of me that’s looking longingly at Hilary Clinton and wondering if I backed the wrong horse.
One thing that’s clear to me these days, too, is how much my social media saturation means that I am BOMBARDED continually with a wealth of badly spun links and information, as well as many downright untruths (again, from both sides). Because I work hard to listen to both sides (thanks to social media, I have a fair number of conservative friends these days, and yes, I really mean friends) I see lots of conservative propaganda as well as the liberal stuff that ends up in my email inbox.
I’ve never felt so bitter. It all just seems like such a fucking circus of emotional manipulation, of bullshit, even of hate. In addition, it seems to me that pretty much everyone has made up their minds, doesn’t it? So in a sense this campaigning seems redundant. It feels like no one is interested in being educated about issues, about learning the in-depth nuances, or about really working to get fully informed. This is part of why I click-through on the conservative links I see, because I’m hoping I might actually learn something.
Sadly, that’s rare. Usually it’s just more hyperbole.
I’ve been watching The Newsroom on HBO (have you? It’s fantastic, and Dumb and Dumber Jeff Daniels is actually pretty hot in his role) and while I realize it likely falls firmly in the camp of liberal propaganda, I do love the way the show highlights the shortcomings of our current media systems. If you’ve seen it, you likely saw the segment where they dissected Nancy Grace’s coverage of the Casey Anthony trial. It was chilling – particularly the way it stole people’s attention from much larger issues.
I know I’m kind of rambling through stuff here, but that’s pretty much how my head feels. Full of rambling thoughts about politics, plus an intense weariness, and a big dash of bitterness.
Only three and half months more of this shit.