Normally I’m not one to talk about politics. That’s to say, if you got me talking about politics, it’d probably be about the benefits of Marxism, or how America makes me want to put my fiancé in a barrel and roll him to Canada (that’s assuming there’s a draft; if not, I suppose he could ride in the front seat like a normal person). Then there’s the fact that I don’t even live in America right now: I’m still a French expat for two more months. But the primaries are front-page news even here, and there’s a big election coming up in my home state of Pennsylvania, so French people always want to know, “Do you support Hilary or Obama?” Truth is though, I honestly don’t know.
I’m pretty much as left-leaning as they come, so I’m obviously going to vote democrat. (Cool other parties, you’d totally have my vote if I didn’t come from a swing state and if it wasn’t so darn important for the donkey crowd to win this election.) I can’t see a huge difference between the two candidates–except for the race vs. gender awareness they would bring to the country. When I try to explain my dilemma to a French person though, I always find myself falling back on the “Hilary wants to censor video games” angle though. And what do I get in response? Awkward stares that say, “You wouldn’t really vote for someone on the basis of video games, would you?”
The question is, would I? I certainly wouldn’t vote Republican for it, but I really do think Hilary’s approach could be detrimental to our art form–especially if she’s the leader of the whole frickin’ country. So maybe I need stop being impressed by the fact that she’s a woman and see her approach for what is it. Maybe I need to tell the French I do think video games are important, since all the major issues are the same between the candidates. Take that, condescending French mothers of video-game playing youth who already think I’m super strange. Then again, Obama is no shiny light of tech positivism either. Al Gore, I miss you.
What about everybody else? How do you feel?
P.S. Apologies for the weird posting schedule, which is likely to continue for the next few weeks. It’s spring in the south of France. Everyone and their mother (including, appropriately enough, my own mother) are coming to visit.