Why I am NOT voting for Barack Obama

In order to have polite conversation, there are two general rules to follow. First, do not talk about religion. Second, do not talk about politics. Unfortunately, 1605B North Mill Court includes a minister and a political organizer. Thus, 75% of conversations revolve around the aforementioned impolite discourse. (In case you are wondering, the other portion of conversation belongs to Stockton (20% and growing) and the Utah Jazz (5%)) With the Kentucky Democratic Primary coming up tomorrow, our living room has resounded with the responsibilities of citzenry and the merits of Barack and Hillary.

As you can imagine, the independent woman (throw your hands up at me!) Dana was previously enamored with Hillary Clinton, especially after reading her autobiography. More recently, She-Ra has gravitated towards Obama, given his background in grassroots organizing, essentially what Dana does now. But after weighing the options, watching the cool YouTube videos, and listening to Barack's sizzle over Hillary's steak, I have come to an important conclusion that distills down to one inconvenient truth.

I will not be voting for Barack Obama tomorrow. The reason is simple.

Barack Obama found time to campaign in virtually every state that mattered (Florida and Michigan did not)up to this point. Obama found time, in the middle of a busy congressional season to visit California, New Hampshire, and every place in-between. Yet in this season of high stakes, with the nomination virtually decided, Obama outlined Oregon instead of blessing the bluegrass. Hillary, on the other hand, spent yesterday in Bowling Green and put up with an interview from the po-dunk news team.

All other things being equal between Barack and Hillary, Hillary, through her visit yesterday and the implicit affirmation of Kentucky therein, earned my vote.

Call it whatever you wish. Call it little man's disease or some unhealthy hang-up with my home state. But Hillary succeeded where Barack failed in Kentucky. Not in the politics of hope, but in the politics of persons.