Yesterday was caucus day in the little breadbasket state of Iowa, which got me to thinking a little bit. No, it wasn't the absurdity that a state in which the largest city is only slightly more populous than Allentown, Pa. gets to decide who the viable candidates are. Nor is it that with Iowa and New Hampshire setting the pace, the entire selection process will be just about wrapped up by the time of the Pennsylvania primary in April.
What got me to thinking is the idea of the caucus... it's just so civilized. Who knows if it's the best way to elect someone to public office? But the idea that folks leave their homes to gather in someone else's house on a cold, early January night to talk about the future of our nation cordially (perhaps?) over a few hot toddies and maybe a piece of bundt cake makes me feel good about the United States of America.
They ain't having a caucus in Pakistan.
Anyway, the caucus-ers in Iowa were good Barry Obama and Mike Huckabee even though the Arkansas governor believed (believes?) Americans with AIDS should be quarantined in some far off island as if they were lepers from the bible.
Sheesh... I wonder if there is anymore bundt cake sitting around?