Voting...and venting frustration
The family planned on doing a little target practice while in PA last week. On the way to the range, we found ourselves stopped for a minute right in front of the county Obama headquarters. AF and I looked at each other and laughed about how his self-appointed presidential seal would make a good target. We then couldn't resist the opportunity to go in, ask for a window placard, and then brush their office dust from our feet as we left. The socialist, activist, yuppie, wannabe hippie, thin (hence forth referred to as SAYWHaT) guy inside excitedly greeted us with "Only 21 days left!" We grinned and, equally excited but for the other candidate, said "I know! Yay!"SAYWHaT asked if we were involved in the campaign and it crossed my mind to say "No, we work three jobs, which is 2 more than the average Obama supporter's household." Instead, I said no, that we were dedicated Republicans. Confused, SAYWHaT said, "So you decided to come get an Obama sign?"
I couldn't bring myself to admit what we had in store for that sign and I could plainly see AF was BITING her lip to keep from yelling "We're NRA members and we're going to shoot your sign!!" So I said, "I, uh, I...collect them. Well, not really collect them, but I can't tell you what it's for."
SAYWHaT replied with a comment about the Bush administration and what it's done to the economy. I retorted that public and corporate greed was the reason for rampant bankruptcy, foreclosures, and ultimately the Wall St bailout.
SAYWHaT brought up the war in Iraq and what would McCain do if he were elected and AF couldn't stand it anymore. She busted her silence with "HE'D BOMB 'EM ALL! ALL OF THEM! HE'D SHUT THEM ALL DOWN, WIPE 'EM OUT, AND THEN COME HOME!"
In disbelief, SAYWHaT said, "I can't believe I'm hearing this from actual Americans." To which I replied that "Oh, we're more than that. We're Southerners!" (Ok, I didn't really say that last part, but in hindsight, it would've been a great closing.) So we parted ways and the photos below show the great amount of pleasure we took in practicing on our new target.


Last night, AF and I voted early and had no wait at all. This year, despite being 8 pages of offices and referendums to vote on, we were unfamiliar with very few. A couple weeks ago, we asked a trusted, conservative lawyer friend of ours to suggest the judicial candidates she recommends. (NC judges are elected, not appointed as Mom advised me about VA's judges.) AF and I both took our list into the booth and feel good about having done our part.
On our way to vote, I talked with Kristy briefly and her last few, rushed words were, "Don't vote Obama...if you hadn't heard!" Little did she know how NOT voting for Obama we were.
PS- This in no way represents our feeling toward Sen. Obama personally. We fully recognize the slim chance Sen. McCain has of winning election. We only found it amusing to take out our frustration regarding Obama's inexperience, misguided views, the setbacks to who knows how many social and economic areas that his administration will undoubtedly bring, the liberal justices he'll nominate to the Supreme Court, and finally, our frustration over John McCain's poor speaking ability and inability to clearly and thoroughly win a debate.

3 Comments:
Nice pics...hope you had fun in Pennsylvania. What great memories. The fire, ball games, chinese food, and burning powder. Taylor enjoyed the pistol on the big silhouette target, most of all...great day, and an investment in our Annie Oakley's state of preparedness. When I consider the gift of family, and family guns...it is the combined transfer of faith and hardware that has stood by generations past that forms our heritage. Interesting, that we bring these vital qualities to a time of use in our time of recreation...we practice deadly force and exercise political freedoms at a remote wilderness sand pit. One we bring to bear at the ballot box, and the other we hope to never use, in our homes or in the streets of our land.
It is late, and I am watching Shakespeare...I had best close, lest I break out in 17th Century English...wot?
Dad
Okay, when our bulletin board at school comes down (after the 4th) I know what Kristy and I'll be doing the weekend after...we have a bumper sticker for McCain/Palin & one for Obama...You know which one we'll take for target shooting :-0
Great post and oh, so brave! Has the Secret Service shown up at your house yet???
You can come and hide out in Texas :-)
Just when I thought I couldn't be MORE jealous of your trip to The Poconos...Paolo's, apple cider, collecting firewood, "Gary-oke," the smell of gunpowder, AND whimsical targets?
You obviously had a BLAST, and won't it be fun when Karen and I can defend our first- and second-place finishes at the range again someday?
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