White Noise

I wish I could go into a coccoon for the next two and a half months to escape it, or barring that, go through my day with my hands covering my ears and screaming "LA LA LA LA LA LA LA" to block out the sound of politicians and handlers and pundits and everyone else who thinks what they have to say is important, bleating about nothing! Nothing! Obama plays the race card ... McCain is out of touch ... mainstream America ... Michelle is ugly ... Cindy's had plastic surgery ... McCain had an affair ... Obama had a minister who sides with Satan ... McCain is a war monger ... Edwards had an affair and told his wife two years ago but now he's telling us so it's more important ... Hillary's upsetting the convention ... Blah - Blah-Blahblahblah.

It's white noise. It's meaningless and when the history books are written, none of this crap will be included because no one will care. And no one should care about what the media is frothing at the mouth over to fill their news cycles.

Wait until the debates. The first one is September 26. Leave the McCain/Obama baggage at the door and watch these two men with refreshed eyes and an open mind and a desire to learn where they stand on the issues.

Oh, and in the meantime ... listen to some music and relax. Perhaps George Gershwin's "Rhapsody in Blue," some Simon and Garfunkle, Fats Waller, Mozart, Bruce Springsteen, whatever soothes your soul.