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The Great Plights of Humanity – Four Issues Untouched During the GOP Debate

Last night the Greedy Old Pricks held their latest debate of the political season. As a passionate young American, hungry for change and a plate of Pad Thai, I was patriotically tuned into this event, eyes peeled, brain ready to be washed.

But I was of course disappointed, not only with what I heard but with what I didn’t. Since the start of this train wreck known as the 2012 Presidential Race, I have been impatiently waiting for a candidate to address the problems that are truly plaguing this great nation. Right now it’s all economy, social security, foreign affairs, immigration. Basically, a bunch of bull s***.

What I’m concerned about are the real issues. The ones that make Joe the Plumber cry himself to sleep each night into his American flag pillowcase. The ones that will make Michelle Bachman say, “Whoa, wait a minute. I’m running for President of the United States? I thought this was for student council!” The hard hitting, pull no punches, “I’ll put my life and lobbyists’ money on the line to make change” issues.

That’s why in the next debate, I will be paying close attention for the candidates to address the following problems. These, ladies and gentlemen of the blogosphere, are what I consider “The Four Great Plights of Humanity.”

1. People using  the word “fudge” in place of f***.

Now some people may disagree with me. They may say “Lena, this is not a plight of humanity. This is humanity’s beautiful attempt to dismiss a word so vulgar in nature it must be referred to, with a Voldemortian sort of cautiousness, as ‘the f-word.’” Well to those people I say, fudge you. Because truth be told, the only time this word is acceptable is when Ralphie says it in “A Christmas Story.” Otherwise, it’s fudging lame.

While we’re at it, I’d also like to throw in “crapola” and “quackalator.” These words are hideous. Some call them cute. I call them treasonous.

2. Girls who get tan-toos of Playboy bunnies.

Well really any kind of tan-too* reeks of skank and may as well be accompanied by clear heels and a portable pole. But there is something especially trashy about the choice of the Playboy bunny. A Playboy bunny tan-too basically says to its audience “I come with high melanin and low self esteem. Call me!” but with substantially
less opportunity for misspellings.

*I may or may not have invented this word. I make no claims.

3. People who hold their noses when they sneeze.

How many times have you been sitting in a public place like a waiting room, courthouse, or God forbid church (J/K, JC!) and saw a tiny, spiny, little woman wearing a lavender cardigan and Keds, sitting by herself reading Good Housekeeping when suddenly you hear a squeak like a chipmunk getting sucked into a vacuum cleaner?

You look around to discover what produced this sound, when you see it. The tiny woman’s tiny eyes are shut, her tiny head is leaning back, and just as she is about to forcefully erupt into a fit of sneezes, her tiny fingers and undoubtedly cold fingertips pinch her tiny nose, causing the sneeze to push back into her nasal passages, resulting in said
squeak.  She pats her nose with a Kleenex and tucks it into her purse before going back to reading about carved pumpkin lanterns.

Meanwhile you sit in your chair, (or pew) awe-struck. When a woman’s giving birth you don’t shove the baby back in. Why treat a sneeze any different? This is just wrong. Dare I say in some irrelevant way, un-American?

4. Child cell phone use

A few months ago I was following an elementary school bus
home from work. I always sort of dread these moments. I’m not really amused by children, especially when they are in a tribe setting like a school bus. I expect savage behavior; spitballs, hair pulling, gun fights, all the standard horsin’ around. So you can imagine my surprise when I pulled up behind the bus at a red light and saw nothing but several children sitting calmly and quietly in their seats. It was beautiful.  How often does one get to see a group of future voters with their spirits already broken? I was impressed.  But upon closer
inspection I realized these children were not quiet as result of having their heads in the sand. They were quiet because they were busy being occupied by their cell phones.

Cell phones.

Elementary school students.

These kids are between the ages of say 5 and 10. Why do they have cell phones? Who are they texting? They can’t even spell yet, should they
really grow up thinking “OMG” is a word or that the proper spelling of great is GR8?  I should hope not.

Academics aside, what about social growth? Time spent on a
school bus is essential. Kids learn the hierarchy of the older vs. the younger kids and all the slang words for penis. ESSENTIAL. With all of these kids too busy writing Barney fan fiction on their iPhones and googling pictures of naked Bratz dolls, they are missing out on these valuable childhood memories. Don’t take these experiences away from our children. Take their cell phones.

Will these issues ever be addressed by the GOP Presidential
hopefuls?  Doubtful. But just in case, keep your eyes and ears open, America. For the deciding factor of the 2012 election will not be the economy or healthcare. But the candidate most willing to put an
end to the madness stated above that is slowly but surely eating away at American culture.

Love,

The girl who Ron Paul aside, would rather die than vote Republican

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