McGhosts and Ogoblins
There are a lot of scary things in this world, but one of the scariest is that Halloween and the Presidential election
are only five days apart. It’s hard to miss the parallel between tricks-and-treats and the promises-and-panderings of
politicians masquerading as the most caring, most vital, most sincere candidate. While standing behind their lapel flag
buttons, they are quick to dress their opponents in something less patriotic.
The Republican right wing wants to dress Barack Obama as a socialist terrorist, putting on him a large black beard, a
kufi hat and abaya robe. Instead of handing out candy, these wing nuts have Obama handing out dollar bills, which he
stole from hard-working conservative millionaires.
The Right Wing doesn’t say much about Joe Biden, knowing he’s sharper than any of the candidates about foreign affairs,
but he does occasionally put a foot in his mouth. Maybe they can dress him as a podiatrist.
The Democrats want to glue John McCain to George W. Bush, and parade them door-to-door as conjoined twins. Assuming
that isn’t acceptable to McCain—at least now—maybe the Democrats can dress McCain as a Mission: Impossible tape recorder, knowing at some point he’ll self-destruct.
It shouldn’t be too hard to find a costume for Sarah Palin. During the past two months, the Republicans spent $150,000
on clothes for her and her family, plus at least $23,000 for makeup. After figuring out that the nation is in a
Recession, that most Americans don’t even earn $170,000 in three years—and that some outraged Americans found out about
her shopping spree—Palin spun out and claimed that the clothes really aren’t hers and will be donated after the
election, most probably to starving Republican day traders. For Halloween, and for a truly scary appearance, maybe
Mooseburger could remove all the makeup and lipstick her handlers put on her to make salivating middle-aged men believe
that outward beauty is an acceptable cover-up to inner vacuousness.
While large numbers of wolves, polar bears, and moose have been seen registering to vote, hoping that Palin wins and
leaves their state, Palin is busy stalking Dick Cheney’s footprint, hoping to continue her mind-meld with him.
And speaking of Cheney, a nice costume for him might be a repaired heart, assuming he had one. But, since he has again
suddenly disappeared from sight, he might be dressed as the Ghost of America Thankfully Past.
Ralph Nader, who has good ideas, hardly any media coverage, and absolutely no chance to be president, could wear a
large fluorescent green leaf, and carry an organic sign—“Hey, I’m over here!”
Bob Barr is running for president on the Libertarian ticket. He is an NRA board member and was once a conservative
Republican who led the impeachment of Bill Clinton. Lately, he’s been on an extended speaking tour for the ACLU. Perhaps
we could dress him as the Statue of Liberty, a rifle in one hand and what’s left of a shredded Constitution fiercely
clutched in his other hand.
There are more than 200 other third-party and independent candidates. It would be far too expensive to give them all
individual costumes, so why not dress each of them as sheep on steroids, bleating to be free of the pack, and hoping to
attract voters who are disgusted with the policies and candidates of the Democratic and Republic parties.
We’re not scared about the voters. They’ll do whatever it is that voters do for whatever reasons they do it. We’re
scared about what happens to their votes after they’re crunched by pro-Bush Republican-dominated Diebold, the company
that manufactures most electronic voting machines in the country.
Like 300 million other Americans and several billion in other countries, we’re scared about the economy. You know, the
one that was spurred by a combination of greed, incompetence, and lack of governmental regulation. Children and their
parents are all going to be trick-or-treating this Halloween, hoping there are still some families that have extra food
to give to those who may soon become homeless.
Finally, we’re really scared that in a few months we’ll all hear George W. Bush and Dick Cheney tell us, “We’re
Baaaack!”
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[Rosemary Brasch is a former Red Cross national disaster family services specialist, secretary, union grievance
officer, and labor studies instructor. Walter Brasch’s latest book is the second edition of Sinking the Ship of State: The Presidency of George W. Bush, available at amazon.com, bn.com and other stores. You may contact him at brasch@bloomu.edu or through his website at www.walterbrasch.com]