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Fuck my legs- particularly my left one, interpret that however you please. In a perturbed haze, I sought out some political insight into this months various state elections. I'm intrigued by the fact that I know 2 of the candidates for the district 44 race in the state house, Emily Virgin and Isiah McCaslin. Most of the candidates are running with a surprisingly liberal slant, for Oklahoma, of course. Education is mentioned heavily along with personal freedoms, this of course gets pretty murky because one persons "freedom" is another's "protection of personal freedoms." Interestingly, as stated by the incumbent, Oklahoma is "#1 in the world in female incarceration," a noteworthy stat, if true. Also remarkable (if not fictional), is the idea that significant funding can be recouped by pulling state National Guard troops off the trail of pot growers. While I agree it's an unnecessary exercise, I think that I heard some of the most ridiculous ideas from what was only a low-level q&a session- and yet I will be voting for one of these individuals. We're also being bombarded with incredibly vague and painfully obtuse commercials about individuals governing tactics or qualifications for election. Popular themes include, blanket "tax decreases," cuts to government spending, and the all-too-appealing return to the nations founding principles, patriotism, and expulsion of illegal immigrants. I'm also sick of seeing somebody's children as the assurance that so and so is a qualified and moral leader, how about someone with intelligence and new ideas for progress. I have witnessed no real insight into politics and I'm scared by the fact that some of these people are going to be elected.

In other news, 2 cyclists were killed this past weekend in separate accidents. I don't know what this indicates, probably the lack of quality roads around here and the ignorance of people new to the clash of bikes and cars- I'm saying both sides are at risk and liability here. Jenny and I got yelled at by a cyclist at Lake Hefner who was a bit too overzealous about the rights of pedestrians and cyclists. I'm sorry but if we're running as fast as you are biking, we're just going to run on the bike path accordingly, not the winding concrete sidewalk that merges with the bike path at points anyway, take it up with whoever designed the path and mile marks. Good luck dude, you're not going to make any friends being a prick out there and the RunHers girls only hate bikers that much more now- and they're driving SUVs so good luck.

It's a dark, sunny day in Norman today.


Good politico music, or ideal for mulling over a beer list.

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