Ole talked me into going mountain climbing with him again, but I might have overdone it this time. I've had these blazing headaches ever since my return. Snowblindness. So I've been in the dark, sleeping as much as I can, and I've missed most of this Obama crush that's been going on. I see he's now the frontrunner.
I was at my stockbroker friend's for supper the other night. You might remember him. He's one of those "Independents" who has never voted Democratic in his life but that's just because he hasn't found one worth voting for. So I was surprised to hear, from his own lips, that he is for Barack Obama.
"What?" a crumb of meatball slid out the side of my mouth.
"Yup," he nods, head down, forking his mashed potatoes. "I think I'm gonna finally vote for a Democrat.
I was stunned. I set down my fork and dabbed the corner of my mouth with my napkin. I didn't know what to say. I was in shock. He continued:
"I suppose you're wondering why.
I nodded. This was big. This was very big. Him even thinking about voting Democratic would be like...would be like...
"It's the fundrasing. The organization. The organization and the fundraising. I mean look at the guy! He starts with nothing, pitting himself against the most formidable political machine ever assembled: the Clintons! The Clintons, for goddsakes! And somehow, some way, he has assembled a machine that is light years ahead of the Clintons! He's putting them to shame! He's leavin' 'em in the dust! He's so far ahead that Hillary has to borrow money from herself! How did he do that? Any business person, Republican or Democrat, looks at that and they say, 'That's genius!'
"Genius?" I mumbled. "Not a word you hear too much when discussing politicians.
"So," my friend said, leaning over his peas, "if he can do THAT,...," he tapped his head with his fork, "...if he can do that...", he shook his fork at me, "...if he can do that, well,...," he shoved a forkful of potatoes and peas in his mouth and nodded and chewed, as if I could finish his sentence myself.
"So," he said with food in his mouth. "Who you fo'?
That was easy. "Well, ever since I heard he got the endorsement of Scarlett Johannson I've been for Obama.
"Oprah not good enough for you? I mean, that's like getting the endorsement from God.
"God is one thing. I'm talkin' about Scarlett Johannson.
"Ah! Well, it's nice to see you're still as stupid as you used to be, Neil.
"I try not to change. It confuses people.