Confession

Today I will come clean. I have been beating around this bush for several weeks now without coming right out and saying it. Today I will. I don't like Dean. I tried, I really did after all we are both physicians. Early on I was intrigued by him, but as his campaign has progressed my feelings moved from unease to discomfort to frank dislike.

It's not because of his politics, much of which I agree with. I have never felt this way about a Democrat before. In addition to believing he will take the party to a crushing defeat I simply don't like him. It has a lot to do with his cockiness, which borders on arrogance. His stubborn refusal to admit when he's wrong and his sometimes bizarre statements don't help either.

I had a discussion recently with one of his supporters and when I mentioned these issues he agreed with me and said "That's why we love him, he gives the Republicans hell and never backs down." "Great but what about the general election?" I asked. "No problem," he said, "the country will love him." Well, if I can't even like him and I agree with him on many things, how is the country going to love him? Ultimately if he's nominated he will be defeated because of his grating personality. Karl Rove won't have to paint him as a draft-dodging peacenik tax raising liberal, the country will ultimately reject him because he's the last man on earth they would want to have a beer with.

And sad as it is to say that's often what people vote on.

[posted by Amy on Dec 27 but written by her technology-challenged Dad, Mickey, on Dec 25. Amy has altered the post date to reflect her father's time of writing. Amy thinks her father should learn to post his own stuff though...]