Monday, August 1, 2016


The restaurant has a limited menu — very limited. There are, for practical purposes, just two dishes, A and B. If you order one of them, you will get it or the other dish. There are other dishes on the menu, but no chance of getting them. If you order one of these other dishes, you’ll get A or B, and you’ll have lost your chance to choose between the two (which, of course, might not have made a difference). There are no other restaurants. So you choose from what’s available: A or B.

That paragraph explains why I will be voting — utterly without enthusiasm — for Hillary Clinton, and not for Jill Stein.

A related post
About last night

[Something I wrote, more or less, about an unrelated matter, in a comment on a friend’s blog: It’s good to know your own mind, but it’s good, too, to know that you can change it.]

comments: 2

Fresca said...

I'm with you here.

Politics is no place for purity. (Restaurants either, having worked in them.)

Elaine said...

I am relieved to hear this (well, read this) and applaud your realistic thinking.
We just cannot have Trump up there.