I'm just not going to do it anymore. I can't take it. My nerves are on edge, the internet has become a war zone and friends and family members are turning against each other.

withstupid.jpgWe have 50 contributors. You won't miss me. Someone else can handle it while we go through this rough patch. I'm going on strike.

At Daily Kos some of the bloggers have gone on strike too. They're protesting Markos's tendency to allow comments that personally attack Hillary supporters and sexist attacks on Hillary herself. While I can understand their angst, I'm doing it for a different reason.

I'm not going to cover Barack Obama or Hillary Clinton stories until the candidate is chosen

While Obama is my candidate of choice, he may not be yours. That's fine; I understand. Shoot, Jerame is a Hillary supporter and we manage to co-exist (pretty much) peacefully - until we talk presidential politics.

Suddenly I'm throwing in red herrings and he's being intellectually dishonest. I want to strangle him and he wants to brain me. While I won't say we start yelling at each other, let's just leave it at "very forceful arguing ensues."

One of us gets good and mad at the other and disengages from the conversation for a breather. I turn on the TV to see what's happening in the world and what's all over the news stations? Hillary vs Barack. Pundit vs pundit vs "objective" host. More "forceful arguing" about which candidate the right wing can defeat and detailed plans of how they could do it. Leave it to the Democrats to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory by providing their opponents with a detailed play book of the soon-to-be nominee's personality flaws, problem areas and peccadilloes.

I shut off the talking heads and hop in the car to go for a drive. Jerame is an talk radio junkie while I'm a music kinda guy. I crank over the motor and the radio comes to life.

"Hillary Clinton is a dirty skank who loves sending jobs to Sri Lanka! Remember White Water! Remember blowjobs! She wears pants!"

"Barack Obama is a dirty Muslim with a racist Christian pastor! Viva la Resko! He's a pot smoking foreigner! His feet stink!"

On the Project we have plenty of Hillary/Obama posts; we have plenty of comments to add/subtract/attack/defend the post/author/commenter/candidate. I refuse to participate in beating up a friend. Isn't that what this is?

On Bilerico-Indiana, I'll be forced to cover the candidates as they start coming to Indiana for some primary voter mojo lovin'. (In fact, as I look at my inbox, I have several press releases from Team Obama and a few others from Team Clinton.) I will not, however, enjoy it. I'll limit it to just the facts - without my opinion.

Once we decide who is the nominee and these heinous acts of cannibalization stop and Democrats wake up to the fact that the differences between Hillary and Obama are pretty much cosmetic and personality-driven and that John McCain is a Republican like the BushCo regime and that McCain will be the opponent in the election that matters most - then and only then - will I cover their little escapades on the Project. That's what they (and their devoted disciples) are: little kids out having escapades and adventures.

scolding.jpgThey're going to have to face an adult in the general election. John McCain is old enough that he'll reach down, swoop them up and spank them like the little children they've been acting like. Where does that get us?

Nowhere.

So - until these two twins in the nursery decide to grow up and we decide who's the nominee, I'm on strike.

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