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Barack the vote!
A clever campaign slogan is as crucial to a presidential bid as fanatic religious advisors and extramarital sex scandals. Not since “I like Ike” has there been a more catchy—or obvious—motto than “Barack the vote.” While I’ve never really been a fan of jumping on bandwagons, since my grand diva goddess queen Hillary dropped out of the race, I’ve boarded the Barackmobile.
Growing up, I was always told that inquiring about a person’s candidate of choice was like asking a woman her age—it’s something crass that you just don’t do. As times have changed and decency standards have devolved into oblivion, asking someone who they’re voting for these days is like asking where they’re from. Think outside the bumper sticker this election year and show your support for the prospective candidates by rocking either a “Barack the vote” or, if you’re one who believes McCain McCan win, a “Nobama ’08” shirt. The latter might not be as clever, but if the shirt fits, wear it.
—Marcos Luevanos
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