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for tonight i went running through the screen doors of discretion

by mg at 11:15 AM on January 20, 2004

Now that it’s finally 2004, the overwhelming rage every time I see that “Vote 2004” logo on every ABC news program is subsiding. Sure, the election is still 11 months away, and they show the logo even if the most political moment of the program its shown during comes during an in-depth interview with Jessica Simpson and Nick Lachey, but at least it actually is 2004 now.

Speaking of the elections, the Iowa Caucuses wrapped up last night. If you are coming here for news about who won, boy, are you in the wrong place. I’d point you to an actual news story, but why don’t you just wait until the Daily Show comes on tonight.

In my 4 years (6) in college out there, I was only around for one presidential election. That isn’t actually true, but since I can’t remember the first one, I’ll just pretend it never happened (which means I can also ignore President Clinton’s second term).

During the 2000 Caucuses there seemed to be more presidential candidates wandering around town than actually Iowans. My (student) offices were in the building most of the candidates gave their speeches. Sure, it is nice for your community to be the center of national attention, but it was kind of annoying because it made the lines for lunch that much longer.

One day, while I was sitting in my office, a couple dudes in black suits and earpieces starting skulking around outside my door. Then presidential candidate George Bush had just finished a rally in the ballroom directly upstairs from my office, and was going to use the back stairs through our office to leave the building. The secret police were scooping out our office, maybe making sure we weren’t “Students for Medical Marijuana” or something.

Within a short period of time Dubya himself was walking through our offices. I got to shake his hand. I didn’t notice, but one of the gals later remarked he was wearing a lot of make-up. He was shorter than he seems on TV.

It always seems as if shaking the hand that shakes the world is one of those moments you’ll remember all your life, but except for the rare occasions, such as today, I completely forget about this event – and I voted for the guy.

Now that the Iowa Caucuses are finally over for this election cycle, the rest of the country can go back to ignoring Iowa for another four years. “Iowa? Isn’t that in Ohio?”

comments (10)

I thought Iowa was the capital of Idaho.

by Ezy at January 20, 2004 1:20 PM


Even if it's not, no one knows the right answer to correct you with...

by Linz at January 20, 2004 1:27 PM


So true Linz, so true.

by Ezy at January 20, 2004 1:43 PM


… and those same people who don't know anything about Iowa like to complain about it. This attitude parallels too many things loud people talk about.

Sorry, I've been watching too much TV.

by MrBlank at January 20, 2004 4:46 PM


i feel as if all this discussion about iowa might bring the wrath of eff upon us.

by lajo at January 20, 2004 5:28 PM


My mom is from Perkins Corner Iowa. She couldn't wait to leave. By age 16 she was so outta there.

MG, I assume your a NYC native. How on earth did you wind up in Iowa?

by anna at January 20, 2004 5:58 PM


Basketball scholarship.

by mg at January 20, 2004 10:57 PM


Hmmm, you don't look that tall. And you're lucky you didn't jokingly threaten to assassinate W as I did when his dad dined at my parents' bistro. Secret Service gets all fussy when you do that.

by anna at January 21, 2004 7:56 AM


It is pathetic that there are people as uninformed as you in this world. It is worse that you abuse the freedom of speech.

by xxx at February 24, 2004 11:52 AM


I was about to get all indignant, but I can't, for the life of me, figure out what in the above post would make you make such a comment. Am I uninformed about Iowa, the state I lived in for 6 years? Am I uniformed about my meeting with the president? Considering there was only one other person in the room besides myself and George W. when I spoke to him, I'm guessing a probably know a little more about that experience than you do. So, what in the hell can you be talking about?

by mg at February 24, 2004 12:18 PM



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