I have been bouncing back and forth between the top three candidates on a daily (and sometimes hourly) basis.  On one hand, I think each of the top three would be excellent presidents, but on the other, I see flaws in each (or at least I have some big questions).

My dream candidate looks like this:

Attention Democrats in Congress:

When you were put in the proverbial driver’s seat of Congress, it was with the explicit expectation that you would turn the wheel and steer the car away from the cliff, and back onto the highway.  

It turns out that the Republicans are in the front passenger seat throwing a tantrum and grabbing at the wheel, but that means you NEED TO JAM DOWN ON THE FREAKING BREAKS.  If you can’t control the car, keeping your foot on the accelerator will only continue to take us over the cliff.  However, this time there is no one to blame but yourselves because you’re sitting in the driver’s seat and the Republicans can’t reach the pedals.

Step on the freaking breaks and don’t let another bill reach the floor until the Republicans let go of the wheel.  Your passengers will not be upset if the car has stopped.  Your passengers will not be upset that they’re not on the highway.  They will just be thrilled that they’re not still careening towards the gap in the guardrail that the Republicans have systematically removed and sold as scrap over the past six years.

Humans are horrible at visualizing large numbers.  And by large numbers, I mean anything over four or five.  Quick, how many F’s are there at the end of this sentence?  F F F F F F F  Six? Seven? Eight?  You probably can’t tell me unless you count them individually or guess correctly.

One of the smartest things the Bush administration did (for PR purposes at least) was to ban pictures of flag draped coffins returning home from Iraq.  Instead, the public is left with meaningless numbers that they can't visualize.  What’s the difference between 3792 and 3972?  2478 and 3967?  1578 and 4322?  Absolutely nothing if you’re just reading about it in the paper.

Follow me below the fold as I try to show what 3792 looks like using common everyday items.

Since it’s after midnight, I guess I'll kick off Blog for Gore Day with a Midnight Mystery.

Grab some stamps and follow me below the fold to learn what shady events shook this small suburban community to the core...

UPDATE:  I've been semi-rescued.  Head over to NYPopulist's diary and for the full story.  And don't forget to hit the recommend button.

I love a good ol’ fashioned snail mail campaign.  Email drives are nice, but large volumes of similar emails just become statistics.  Mail something unique, mail it in large enough numbers, and mail it in a truck, and your message really starts to stand out.

Here is your chance to be part of a unique snail mail campaign using common goods found in the kitchen.  If you eat breakfast, have a pair of scissors, a pen and two stamps, I need your help.  More below the fold...