Obsession

A friend sent me a post yesterday from a wonderful blogger Simply Nutmeg entitled Addiction is Ugly.  In this piece, the author is commenting on her obsession with the upcoming American election and how she cannot seem to get enough news, polls and statistics.  She is basically living and dying by the daily tracking numbers.  Well girl, I am here to tell you that you are not alone. "My name is Dawn and I am a pollaholic!!" The Husband is ready to convene an intervention for me.  I know way more than any rational person should about the +/- percentages and whether or not they fall into the statistical margins.  I am totally captivated with the variances between the polling in south-eastern Pennsylvania and western Penn.  (I nearly had a stroke yesterday when the latest Mason-Dixon poll showed McCain was only down four points in the state.)  I have found tremendous comfort in sites like Pollster.com and FiveThirtyEight.com. I watch the 24/7 news channels with alarming frequency and I find myself catching up on stuff missed online. (I am a regular visitor to MSNBC.com simply because my TV provider refuses to carry the network!! Get with it Bell!) My new crack cocaine is Youtube. I am actually reading both conservative and liberal blogs in order to appropriately gauge the snowmobile wreck that is Sarah Palin. The Washington Post, New York Times and Miami Herald have become part of my daily reading routine and I have become intimately acquainted with columnists like David Brooks, Peggy Noonan, Maureen Dowd, Eugene Robinson and Frank Rich.  I have a tremendous crush on John King at CNN. (The man converted to Judaism to marry fellow CNNer Dana Bash! Gotta love that!)  The way he manipulates that tote board is a huge turn-on.  Chuck Todd at NBC is doing an admirable job trying to replace the irreplaceable Tim Russert, as the political pundit in chief! OY! That I know all of this shit is truly disturbing on so many levels.  The truly crazy part in all of this mishugas is that I am a Canadian and have no voice in this process.  

I feel like an over-the-top sports fan who paints their chest at a game. (Now that would be a sight!)  I am the drinker who doesn't know when to say when.  I am the gambler who puts one more coin into the machine. HELP!!!  I need some relief and the only way out of this mess is a favourable outcome on November 4th.  So, once again and I promise for the final time, to all of my American friends-please get out and vote.  Vote for the candidate that you truly believe will push the country, and by extension the world, into the 21st century.  Vote for the future.  Vote for your children.  Just put an end to my misery.  I am Dawn Ponders and I approved this message!!

Just a quick P.S.

You all must check out margaretandhelen.wordpresss.com.  These two 80 somethings have begun blogging about the election, and they are so funny that I actually need to pee with every post.  Please have a read.  You will be glad that you did.