Time for choices
So, America has finally chosen.
Maybe because I’m eternally undecided, but, as I stated in a previous post, I still cannot make up my mind if I like Obama or not. Even if, between him and McCain, I’d rather have him. Well, I suppose.
What is sure is that, after the last Italian elections (and the slogans, the videos and everything), I cannot look at Obama without being reminded of Veltroni. And, alas, I must confess I wouldn’t be able to choose between the two, either.
I must be allergic to decisions.
Except, now that I think about it, I wouldn’t have any possible doubt if I was left to choose between Berlusconi and McCain.
…O, say, does that
Star-Spangled Banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free
And the home of the brave?