Why, do you ask?
Quite simply, this.
I voted Kerry for President. He lost the election.
I voted Bill Jones for Senate. He lost the election by 21 percentage points.
I voted Gabe Castillo for Congress. He lost the election by 27 precentage points.
In short, my support for a candidate serves as a kiss of death.
Want to win an election? Ask me to endorse your opponent.
You should have thought of that before leaving that message on my answering machine last night, asking me to vote a straight Democratic ticket. Sheesh!
(Illinois’ Lt. Governor is named Patrick Quinn. I didn’t vote a straight ticket, but at least Barack Obama won!)
Why not play in the 2k5 Celebrity Death Pool? Post early, so I know who not to pick…
Slinks away, knowing that none of my 2K4 picks have assumed room temperature to date…
My vote is the kiss of death. I have never voted for anyone who won. It’s not actually my vote that dooms a candidate – it’s my support. If I want someone to win, they will lose. The only way that a candidate I might like can win is if I remain totally ignorant about the election.
This started when I was about 10 years old and delivered some flyers for my older cousin who was working for a candidate. I hoped the candidate won because he was nice to me. He got creamed.
I live in Mississippi, where the anti-SSM amendment was approved by 86%. I am surrounded by people who steal, do drugs, get stinking drunk and drive, litter, beat their wives and kids, and generally show total disdain of any law that inconveniences them. Yet they believe absolutely that they should be able to dictate how other people live.
I often feel that I am not really from this planet.
Thats nothing. I voted for Mel Carnahan in 2000. He actually died 
Still beat Ashcroft though 