Here we are, deep in the intestinal blockage of yet another intense campaign season. And, as usual, concerned Americans are exercising their democratic right to deluge the newspaper with highly annoying correspondence in an attempt to tell us whom we should vote for. Say what you will about Cuba. At least those poor Commies don't have to open up the newspaper every day and read another vitriolic letter about the Cal Walker vs. Ozzie Knezovich sheriff's race. Despite the partisan armpit noises, I guarantee you one thing. When the ballots are counted we will end up griping no matter who gets elected. And you know why? Because the candidates are essentially those same shallow nimrods who ran for student government posts back when we were all stuck in high school. (For the rest of Doug Clark's screed about politicians, click here.)
Question: Is Clark right? Do you have to have a touch of high school ASB Dudley Do-Right rah-rah-rah in you to run for political office?