All of these serve as a constant background dirge for popular fear and anger, all of which then get reported to further amplify the discomfort in election years, and particularly during the desperate last days before the vote. Losing candidates are prone to accusations that their opponent if a tool of something big, keeps secret mistresses and children on the campaign budget, and blasphemes regularly at meetings of Masonic conspirators. And that’s just the polite stuff. Political action committees and other independent groups, unrestrained by electoral regulations launch deceptive advertisements claiming treason, pedophilia and racism along with hating our troops and the constitution.
This nastiness combines with the huge amounts of money showered on last-minute media to create a miasma of stress on the average citizen, to a point where many give up on figuring our whose lying and for what. They drop out, staying home on election day to watch football and “Law and Order” reruns, while the manipulators of history play out their game.
Well friends and neighbors, I have a cure!
Just assume that everything your hear from now to the vote is a full blown pack of lies. It may not be entirely true, but in the main you will be fairly close to the mark. The candidates lie, but not as often as their handlers and supporters, which allows the principles plausible denial for the extreme claims made in his or her behalf. Don’t try and understand the insults and accusations. Ignore them all as probably untrue and even if true, so what?
By now anyone who cares enough to vote has already made up their mind. Democrat, Republican or Independent, the die has been cast and you know who and what you support, and barring some truly special event, like catching your congressman in bed with a goat, nothing is likely to change your opinion, however mistaken.
It is highly entertaining to watch the frantic flailing of politicians caught in the web of media maliciousness with a haughty disdain, knowing that it is too late to change course, and the tides of history are rising like gorge in the throats of the masses.
It ain’t what you say, it’s the way how you say it!
“Travus T. Hipp” is a 40-year veteran radio commentator with six stations in California carrying his daily version of the news and opinions. “The Poor Hippy’s Paul Harvey,” Travus is a member of the Nevada Broadcasters Hall of Fame, but unemployable in the Silver State due to his eclectic political views.