Super Delegate To Be

Yesterday was Primary day here in Wisconsin, and in the late afternoon a plucky nine month old bundled himself up and headed out into the single digit temperatures to cast his vote. Never mind what the law says about a minimum age for voting, his parents didn’t have the guts to tell him he wasn’t allowed to have his say.

 

Now it may be because “O,” “Ba” and “Ma” are perhaps the easiest sounds for a baby to make other than tooting or the sound of spitting up, or it could be that the demographics trend in such a way that the younger you are the more likely you are to favor the junior senator from Illinois (and Peter is a sucker for studying demographics). I would tell you why he votes the way he does if he told me. But I asked, and he just shrieked and pulled his mother’s hair in response. I think that means he’s concerned about the economy and idea of having another Clinton presidency to go with 2 Bush presidencies is just to much for his idea of what the American republic is supposed to be about. I’m just not sure.

 

Now we have to tell him that it’s another 9 months before the general election, and that’s a lifetime for him…