Sarah Palin - Socialist

Hypocrisy...it tastes just like chickenhawk.

Full court press

With the Election Day less than a week away now, the frequency and negativity of political advertisements have picked up dramatically. That's really been the case in the senatorial race between incumbent Saxby Chambliss and Democratic challenger Jim Martin. Things have taken a turn for the ugly between the two campaigns, with allegations flying back and forth every 60 seconds. I'm assuming the Chambliss campaign didn't take Martin too seriously at first, as they originally aired advertisements that were weak and ineffective, to say the least. But Martin closed the gap and the polls show the race to be very close.

What's more interesting to me are not the commercials both candidates are running on television right now, but the increasing number of commercials being run that are sponsored by national organizations outside of Georgia. It would seem both parties have woken up and realized that Georgia may not be the red state that they thought it would be and are now fighting it out. In order for the Democrats to establish a veto-proof majority in the Senate, they have to win one of the seats up for grabs in the south, and Saxby's looking like a boxer who's been bloodied and bruised, but not beaten. We'll know this time next week whether Jim Martin can pull the upset or not, and whether the Democrats further secure Congress.

But until then, six more days of these damned political ads on television.

That long?

You mean to say that it's been over a month since I last posted a blog entry? Geez. Not sure what I should write about. I could write about the U.S. presidential campaign, but I'm getting kind of tired of it. I've cast my vote already, so be done with it. I could write about the 10% budget cuts we're expecting at work for next year, and how unsuspecting students are about to get waylaid by a serious recession of approximately one-third in classes and seats in our schedule next year. I could write about the two toilets in our restrooms on this floor, one of which can barely flush water while the other one has such power that I think it actually creates a black hole around the seat; nothing escapes, not light, matter, or some poor unsuspecting dope who stands too close to the bowl.

As of this January I will have been blogging for three years. My goal is to make it that far at least before quitting this hobby.