Perry Flub: This is news? Seriously?

I try not to get annoyed.

Okay, correction. I try not to get annoyed and blog about it.

Truth is, I can get annoyed about a lot of things. Trivial things. Like when egg white gets on the counter when I crack a shell. Or when I pull out the chap stick from my pocket, pull off the lid, and it's cranked out of the container by a half inch. Or, this is getting bad, when all the tugging in the world won't keep my ankle socks from slipping into my shoes.
I'm annoyed!

What doesn't annoy me, is this.



Bloggers to the left and right are deeming this an irreversible flub. Reporters have spent most of the day asking Perry if, now that he's flubbed a debate answer (oh the humanity!), he'll quit his run for Presidency. And pundits are weighing in to give their bloated opinion about why oh why Perry stumbled.

It's almost as if the man, within 53 seconds of air-time in a debate no more noteworthy than all the other nameless GOP debates, has single-handedly given $535 million in taxpayer money to a bankrupt solar panel company with never a breathe of hope of seeing that money again, armed Mexican drug cartels with weapons that were used in the murder of a U.S. Border Patrol agent, decided a good idea would be taxing Christmas trees in order to promote the sell of Christmas trees, and, only yesterday, cut $4 billion from the national budget only to spend it somewhere else.

Oh wait. That was Obama.

So, yeah, the ridiculous hyper activity over Perry having a brain freeze in a nothing debate doesn't get my dander up. Big freakin' deal. If I choose to vote for him, or for anyone, their debate performances won't even be a factor.

Not even a little bit.

Truth is, I couldn't care less if my President is monotone. If he stutters. If he sings his answers in iambic pentameter instead of speaks them.

What I care about is the devastating direction our country is headed, the unemployment, the lowering standard of living, the fact I - as a business owner - am creating my own wealth in spite of my anti-business President. What I care about are the hours of labor required to remain self-sufficient while a group of potheads dance to drums, riot in the streets, and the sycophantic media lick them clean like a ummmm female dog yeah, that to her newly birthed offspring.  

In the end, do these debates even matter? Honestly? I learn about the candidates according to their core beliefs, not their sound bites.

Supposedly, however, we need a President who can carry himself well in public. But look at what we have: A man-child who reads from a teleprompter and, even then, thinks Memorial Day is Veterans Day, that the Army Corp is just lazy man's speak for "corpse", and insults one of our most long-standing allies because he can't 1) figure out when his mic is on and 2) learn to govern with graciousness.

We already elected an orator. Look what that got us.

Now THAT annoys me.