Maybe I’m just weird, but I don’t want the presidential race to be represented like Rock ‘Em Sock ‘Em Robots. In my personal opinion, that isn’t even a fair depiction.
At best, it’s a worst-case scenario.
On Tuesday night, we saw Barack Obama defeat Mitt Romney in the 2012 Presidential election. “Defeat” is just one word to describe it, as I’m sure many students would gladly substitute “whooped,” “destroyed” or “pounded”.
Sometimes I think we are psychologically predisposed to want competition.
Take sports, for example. Whenever two teams end up tied at the end of their regulated time, people tend to get pretty bummed out. Sports fans don’t want a tie – they like to see a clear winner and loser.
What I saw as each candidate spoke to the public post-election was anything but competitive. I saw two men congratulate each other on their achievements, commend each other on their efforts and talk about how they were going to try and work together for the betterment of our country.
Why isn’t that what we want?
I understand there has to be a winner and a loser, but why do we have to focus on that? Why is that so important to us?
Though I agree that both candidates were probably just playing the “good sportsmanship” card to display their nobility, I can’t help but think how cool it would be if they were being honest with us – if they actually intended on putting their heads together instead of knocking them off.
I think there is a lot to say about a country whose leaders can overcome their different opinions to try to tackle the big issues together.
I am disheartened by the amount of unpatriotic remarks I have seen people making via social media recently, either condemning the President or praising him on his triumph over Gov. Romney. Some people would even go so far as to cheer on Romney’s loss, clearly not wanting to reciprocate good sportsmanship in any way.
I find it kind of disgusting that people can deem that acceptable behavior. Whether or not Obama is the candidate you want in office, he’s there for four more years.
If it’s really so bad that you think you have to leave the country, I’ll gladly help you pack.