The other day I found a Ron Paul bumper sticker in my glove box. I intended to put it on the car, you know, when Ron Paul was still running for President. I guess it got put away and never found its home on my back window. My daughter was with me as I went to put it on the back of the car.
KD: You’re actually putting a sticker on your car?
RD: Yup.
KD: Is that who you’re voting for?
RD: Unfortunately, no.
KD: Why not?
RD: He’s not running in the election any more.
KD: Then why are you putting his sticker on your car?
At this point, I don’t remember exactly what I said, but it was something about subscribing to a particular set of ideas about how a government should operate and what its role in the lives of its citizens should be. I was trying to use words she might be more familiar with, but my attemps were pointless.
KD: Huh?
RD: Because I like him.
KD: Oh.
Then she walked inside the house like she understood everything perfectly. I guess if you like a guy, it makes perfect sense to put his sticker on your car, even if he withdrew from the race 2 months ago.
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You can always write him in!
Yeah, this is true. We’ll see how it goes. I guess I’m still technically in the “undecided” category.