Joe the Plumber Must Be Sick of Himself

According to CNN, Joe the damn plumber was mentioned 26 times during last night's final presidential debate. I can just see reporters all over Ohio attempting to track down Joe and get his reaction to his fifteen minutes of fame.

Watching last night's debate was like watching a horrible car accident incredibly slowly. Obama is the one who hits and McCain is driving the little Kia Rio that gets crumpled. I really did have higher hopes for John last night and although he tried, between the excessive blinking, cheesy political jabs and beating the dead horse of Joe the damn plumber, it just didn't do it for me.

I felt like McCain couldn't decide what he wanted to be. For the first third of the debate, he was talking about Joe and adopting children and attempting to be a nice, soft-hearted guy. But, as the night went on his trademark scowl crept back across his face and he became more rigid. My favorite tag line of this entire thing is when he points his bony finger at the TV camera and says that he's the one for change. People don't generally flock to nursing homes to find out about change.

I'm not saying that Obama has sold me, but he's sold me more than McCain. He has a very calming way of explaining his position, in a step by step process to the end result. For him its more of the way he says it, not just what he says. I'm pretty sure that our country will be in shambles regardless of who we elect. If there were a quick solution for our educational, economic and health care problems out there, we hopefully would have done it. I don't think that putting either one of them at the helm is going to ultimately fix our many problems.

But, when those problems do attempt to be solved and the president must speak to the public about what and how this is being fixed, we are going to have to listen to someone. Not in what they say, but how they say it. Take our current presidential monkey - its impossible to actually hear what he has to say because he's so distracting. His Texan twang, total inability to pronounce and use the English language and humor that goes over like a fart in church. I saw a bit of that come out in Mr. McCain last night. And although I'm not thrilled with either candidate, I'm sold on which one I would rather listen to.