In the end, I just could’t vote for Bloomberg
Super Tuesday’s here. Suzie and I are going to vote this morning at the Kensington Community Center. After the (somewhat embarrassing I’ll admit) post yesterday, watching and reading news coverage and posts from people I respect, an email from Pete, and a good night’s sleep, I realized I just can’t vote for Bloomberg. He’d make a perfectly adequate President, but I can’t get over my distaste for the idea that someone could buy the Democratic nomination, nor my questions about his treatment of women. As Sanders and Warren don’t meet my electability-in-the-swing-states test, that just leaves Biden.
Biden will get my vote, but I’d be less than candid if I didn’t say my vote comes with a good deal of trepidation. I was so looking forward to voting for someone I really believed in. A vote for Biden has the same “hold-your-nose” feel as my vote for Clinton in 2016, and we know what that got us.
But we live in an imperfect world, and sometimes you’ve just got to make the best of a deficient situation. Ugh.
Categories: Politics
Tags: California Primary, Joe Biden