Crunch Time

There is a cautionary saying about feuding with those who write newspapers, warning people to "never argue with a man who buys ink by the barrel."  Similarly, it is not wise to slight UGBC presidential and vice-presidential who have access to a kid with a blog, a mind full of vindictive burns, and nothing particularly better to do.  After having a day to talk over the debates yesterday with others in attendance, I have decided I'm not so happy with the way half of the teams behaved themselves.  I won't name names, but as a hint let's just say I'm calling out the ones whose names start with R and end with -eilly/Kaz.  

Al and ALEX (the caps here emphasize that his name is not in fact also Al. Yeah, take that, other team) are far too professional to respond to the absurd digs that the other team chose to take yesterday on everything from their grammar to dedicated campaigners, but fortunately I lack their high ethic and do not intend to represent the school, and I will have my vengeance, in this life or the next.  The last line may or may not have come from Gladiator, but thank you for indulging me in allowing me to use that line once before I die.  On a more serious note, though, if we can take anything from the other night it is that Al and Alex have proved themselves more capable than ever in the face of their also-rans.  Taking off the red G-hat and brushing your hair does not mean that you take the process or job any more seriously, and the other have demonstrated through two debates of dismissive comments and evaded answers turned into jokes that they are simply not ready for this job.

The good news, boys and girls, is that this story can have a very happy ending.  Keep doing strong work for two more days during the voting and we will reap the reward of a wonderful president and vice-president who take us and the office seriously, and who have not made the cardinal jinx error of announcing that their cabinet is already chosen.

Do work, Red Army