It occurs to me that there are times to take things more seriously and then there are times to stop and laugh. I mean, really, if you stop and take a look at what you are doing, laughter is inevitable.
All of this occurred to me when I recently registered to vote. As I have recently moved to a new state, I wanted to make sure that I was able to have a say in the upcoming presidential primaries. We keep hearing things about how important this coming election is and while it is important and your views on things should effect your vote, it is also a statement that we have heard every single time that we have an election. Something along the lines of…
This is the single most important election in the history of the United States – said by someone vaguely important somewhere every couple of years
Still, when you reflect on the coming campaign, laughter must be a part of it. Just the other day, I saw a video from Hillary Clinton, where she ends up barking like a dog.
As you can imagine, the internet started to have fun with that. But let’s not forget the entire candidacy of Donald Trump. Yes, I know that many people would claim that he is serious, but that is what makes his run for office that much of a laughing matter. He seems to think that he can insult his way to office. This was riffed on at one of the debates by none other than Ted Cruz, who had an interesting take on Trump.
Indeed, that sort of thing has not been the exception this year, but the rule.
Of course, politics in general brings laughter and I can only add to it that I was completely amused when I registered to vote. Now I’m sure you are wondering how someone can be amused by simply registering to vote and I can only give you the answer that I think brings us a chuckle and severe sense of irony. My voter registration card arrives in the mail and tells me what precinct I live in and where I need to go vote. Now, mind you, I have voted in a lot of different places over the years. Since I have moved around a great deal, I have voted in school cafeterias, school gymnasiums and more than a couple of churches, but where I now vote takes the cake on polling places. In big bold letters on my card, I am told that I need to go and vote at an area business. One where you can go and take out your frustrations on a little ball, trying desperately to hit it through the windmill. Yes, I am voting at a miniature golf course. Oh, the sense of irony that I will have when I go to vote is just so thick you can slice it (slice, see what I did there?).
So as you approach this election season, weighing options between this candidate and that one, remember to take some time to laugh. Regardless of what side of the aisle you are on, you have to agree that politics takes itself way to seriously and in this season as I vote, conveniently next to the home of the hole-in-one putt, I will use that as a reminder of just how strange and funny life truly is.