Every four years I say it and every four years I get proven wrong. I have always said we're living a psychiatric event that is over-medicated or under-medicated or, worse yet, un-medicated. But here's the good news — it couldn't possibly get worse!
Wow ... just, wow. For the first time ever Bernie Sanders got booed! You can't boo Bernie; I think it's against the constitution! Bernie is for the people, by the people. Yeah I know, he got beaten by a rigged system that forced the head of the Democratic National Committee to step down. I understand it makes people bitter, it made me bitter. After all, we are supposed to be a democracy not democrazy! Yet, here I am again, head in hands nodding in utter disbelief at what we have turned into. We've left common sense and reason behind and traded it for an uneducated carnival barker that would like to dial the clock back to 1950 when women knew their place, people of color didn't have a voice and men were men that never had to think about using a public rest room. The only good thing about 1950? No GMOs.
On the other hand, you have a person that is so entrenched in the political machine that the only glasses left to wear are the rose-colored ones that don't really allow you to get anything done. That person is so far removed from the base that they are at the point of no return and can't look back. So many favors have been stored, cashed in and cashed out that down is up and up is down. Yet, this candidate feels like the most qualified for the job. Still, it's hard, especially if you were supporting Bernie Sanders.
OK, so here we are again. I'm gonna say it, because I truly believe that we're at ground zero of nuts. We're living a psychiatric event that is over-medicated or under-medicated or worse yet un-medicated, but here's the good news — it couldn't possibly get worse! Could it? If I live to be 100 years old I have to believe that we will be able to run an election once without scandal, an election that is truly for the people and by the people. Because it certainly feels as though we are getting dangerously close to dipping peoples' fingers in an ink well and manually counting votes. I for one have to believe that it can only get better.
But for now we are stuck with two of the worst candidates we've ever been presented with. This feels more like an auction rather than an election. The office goes to the highest bidder. I for one don't know how much more I can take. I wince every single time one of them speaks. Trump is a blow hard buffoon that pukes rhetoric that fuels his base and gives them permission to be ignorant. Clinton hires Debbie Wasserman Schultz mere moments after she steps down as the head of the DNC with more email scandals swirling around. What am I supposed to think about that? The very organization that more than likely favored Clinton over Sanders and squashed a genuine political movement that Bernie had created?
So I'm left with Clinton and Trump. It's like voting for being scared or voting for being terrified. We're forced into having to choose between a punch in the face or a kick in the shin. Our Constitution is currently hiding in a dark room rubbing its temples with a migraine.
I honestly don't know what I'm going to do, except this: I'm going to do my level best to make sure the likes of Donald Trump — and his regressive views about the world — does not become president and completely take away all of our nation's forward momentum. So I guess if I have to pick, I'll take a kick in the shin over a punch in the face, but either way, I'm gonna need an ice pack and some aspirin. What the hell is up with that?
Fish is the opinionated morning jock on Classic Hits 92.7. He offers up his opinion at 7:50 a.m. every morning (Monday through Friday). Let's start the revolution. E-mail him at email@example.com. The opinions expressed by columnists do not necessarily reflect the views of the Brattleboro Reformer.