This is What it is About?

Wow. See soapbox. Step up on soapbox. Say your peace.

From CNN.com today: "Black women voters face tough choices: Analysts say black women never have held such power in determining the Democratic nominee for president. Black women are expected to make up more than a third of all Democratic voters in South Carolina's primary in five days. These women face a unique dilemma: Should they vote their race, or should they vote their gender?"

Here's an idea: vote for the candidate that is best suited to run this country?

Just my two cents.

Dismount soapbox.

More Woo Hoo

I was standing outside the back door of my office today, talking on the phone and trying to end the call so the elevator didn't eat it, and I looked up to see Ronnie Woo Woo (see previous post "Fallen Angel") walking down the street.

In full Cubs game day attire.

Carrying a Barack Obama sign.

He called me cutie.

I think he's strange.

I quickly hung up on my mom, took this blurry too-far-to-fully-appreciate-it photo, and called my mom back.

Somehow, the ironic hilarity of it all was lost in translation, but I guess you had to be there.

"Obama Woo! Obama Woo!" doesn't have quite the same one-breath spirited ring to it as "Cubs Woo! Cubs Woo!"