Monday, November 4, 2013

Driving Us To The Polls

By Miss Kubelik

We cats have a habit of living in bellweather counties in swing states. In fact, at the moment we're right in the vortex of the Virginia gubernatorial election, which is tomorrow.

We were out talking to voters this weekend, and we were lucky enough not to meet a couple of the guys who appear in an otherwise encouraging story about the race in today's Washington Post. Mostly, the voters whom the Post interviewed were clear-thinking folks repulsed by the social views of Ken "Every Fetus Is Sacred" Cuccinelli and by the Republicans' unrelenting xenophobia.

But every now and then a crazy person slipped through. One was a guy who said he was worried about transportation gridlock in the Washington suburbs, so..... he's voting for the Cootch.

Wait — what? Doesn't this voter know that Cootchy opposed the Bob McDonnell bipartisan transportation funding plan?? Oh — never mind. He heard that Cuccinelli was a nice guy from people at church. That's all that matters.

The other is a voter who doesn't have health insurance. But he doesn't want to be told he has to buy it. So he's voting for the Cootch.

You know what? When that uninsured idiot is maimed in a car crash on the Northern Virginia roads that Ken Cuccinelli refuses to fix, and ends up at the Inova Fairfax Trauma Center, we're all going to pay — thousands and thousands and thousands of dollars. And they say "Don't tread on me"? We cats HISS.

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