So I'm standing in the lobby sort of area outside our production office eating a popsicle, and the usually-annoying TV suddenly flips to Arlen Specter becoming a Democrat.
Cool, right? Suddenly the Dems are filibuster-proof. Advance-a Obama Agenda.
This dude from one of the other companies that rents office space on our floor looks over at me and goes "It sure makes you wonder what they offered him, huh." All I could think was, Dude! Don't look a gift horse in the mouth!! I mean, it's good to question and everything, but to be that cynical right off the bat?
Upon further research, it so far appears that Specter is making the move out of a genuine shift in politics (from the article I linked above, it seems the politics shifted more than he did, which was the issue he had). I mean, it is kind of odd that the guy who invented the Magic Bullet Theory (not the blender, the Kennedy thing) would be the guy who gave the Democratic senators phenomenal cosmic power. But dude. Seriously, just go with it.
I finished my popsicle, thoughtfully watching reporters circling around Specter as he walked through some hallway somewhere in D.C. It was cherry flavored. I looked down at the stick when I was done, and the joke on it was this:
"What did the beachcomber name his daughter?"
The answer, of course, was "Sandy."
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