I like John McCain. I think he's cool. But wait, I think he's cool now! Not during the long-drawn out election battle.
That was the time I was dismayed by him. He didn't seem authentic. Everything around him seemed contrived and it showed. His slip, unfortunately, showed. In British parlance, a slip is what a lady wears under her clothing... the chemise, the petticoat. And McCain's slip showed, embarrassing him and us!
As a brand new US citizen, I was completely, devoutly and mesmerizingly obsessed with the election. When I first started following the election on CNN, I wasn't really clear about the difference between the Republicans and Democrats. I wasn't sure what each party's special vices were.
As an Air Force brat, I was a prime candidate to vote for John McCain. My childhood was spent in Air Force camps all around India. My father was a decorated war hero, a man who considered honor above his life and a fighter pilot like John McCain. John's story resonated with me. I knew what it meant to be live in the midst of war. I know what it means to lose a family member in the service of the nation. I know first-hand what it takes to keep a nation safe.
But then, I watched in fascination as the election battle heated. I didn't miss a single debate, a single SNL episode and my TV blared CNN 24/7. I watched as McCain lost his focus, his very integrity, as he chose Sarah Palin as his VP.
I was an Obama fan right from the start. In spite of that, because of McCain's stature and the stories I had read about his honor and integrity, I was willing to suspend judgment and give him a chance before I made any decision.
And then McCain chose Sarah Palin as his VP.
My origins are from a country that had elected a female Prime Minister in the 70s. I was happy about the fact that US finally had a woman in the top ticket. But, I watched in embarrassment as Sarah Palin stumbled through Katie Couric's very fair and relevant questions. Then I watched as she made misstep after misstep - the ostentatious wardrobe, paid for by the RNC, her war cries against Obama, her instigation of the crowd with tasteless innuendos... McCain, no doubt, did the right thing by supporting her staunchly, but as Sarah Palin showed her true colors of being totally unqualified for the role she was seeking to play at leading the nation, I began to question McCain's judgment. I wondered what motive he had for selecting her without vetting her credentials first.
Then, as the days passed, McCain seemed more strained, more lacklustre and more rudderless. He had lost the election even before the election came around, simply because he had lost his moorings.
McCain lost me the minute Sarah Palin displayed her inadequacy. Then he lost my vote over and over again as I saw how he conducted himself. I was especially dismayed when I read more about his wonderful reputation prior to the election. He was admired. People thought well of him. And now he had lost all that.
In my eyes, McCain's saving grace was his wonderful concession speech on the night Barack Obama won. He was gracious and large-hearted and sounded like the man people had been writing about. I was glad.
I am glad now too when I read this post on CNN's ticker: Ex-Obama foe plots comeback. I am ecstatic. I can admire John McCain again. And I do admire him. At 72, if I had the 7 houses, 11 cars and the money that John McCain has, I'd probably be lounging on a beach somewhere, ready to attain nirvana. Not John McCain. I truly believe he is working to serve the country.
The real John is back. Welcome Mr. McCain!
Monday, January 19, 2009
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Good writing runs in the family :)
Thank you, Jeff.
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