I'm Voting for "That One"

Today is a historic day for me. I'm taking my vote-by-mail ballot to the post office and casting my vote for Barack Obama.

I can't tell you how excited I am to be an agent for positive change for this country. We desperately need a new direction and new leadership.

I watched last night's debates, which I have to say were dreadfully dull... I think the format was terrible. It was like watching a townhall in a tomb.

And the only thing crossing my mind was, can we please put McCain out of his misery? God, please, let me cast my vote as soon as possible. I just want this long, long journey to be over.

McCain really showed his true colors, though, in his contemptuous way of calling Obama "That One"... not "the Senator" not "my esteemed colleague."



Was this highhanded remark thinly veiled racism?

I can't look into McCain's heart, but his remark certainly can be viewed as such. Especially coming from a man who voted against making Martin Luther King Jr.'s birthday into a national holiday.

But maybe McCain is just old and rude. That happens, too. The weird jokes that sound hostile. Dissing Brokaw... even the "Bomb Bomb Iran" joke. Sometimes people when they age, their attempts at humor just don't come across the way they intend and the jokes turn mean.

And that whispery voice that McCain uses... it makes my skin crawl. Someone described it as the voice of that creepy uncle who wants you to keep a secret.

I suppose I'll watch the third debate because it's history and all. But I've really seen and heard enough... and I think the American people have, too.