Being told I should take what I can get and vote for McCain is like being told by a used car salesman that I should buy the 1975 Pinto with the rotted floorboards, rusty doors and fenders, smashed up bumpers and blown motor and transmission simply because it's better to buy a Ford than the Yugo sitting next to it. I'm not going to buy either one because I'm smart enough to know I'm going to end up walking no matter what.
Hear, Hear.