When Politics Become Profound

I’m making today’s post a regular one instead of a bunch of shorts, mostly because the creative parts of my mind are consumed by all of the LGBT youth suicides, and I’m afraid to see what sorts of things I might end up attempting to publish on these here internets. At any rate, happy October!

I’m Judging You: Fake Political Activist

I noticed a sign on my drive into work this past week. I made a replica of it in Word using Comic Sans, because that actually looks like the font this person painted the sign in. The sign is on a white-washed piece of plywood with the following painted in big, black letters:

Now, my judging this person should be pretty obvious. It’s about as juvenile an ad campaign as one can get. I think it’s almost worse than those signs you see that pop up around election time that just have the candidate’s name and what they’re running for (the ones that multiply faster than rabbits and occupy every square inch of grass along any and all city roadways). Anyway, the first line of that sign is my favorite, and reminded me that my state, despite what happened last election, is still very, very red. I’m also quite sure that many voters in my area (including the maker of this sign, I bet) will be confused when they see Lawson on the ballot, but not Pelosi.