Somebody needs to call a "do over"...

Back before the days of electronic games, the kids at Millville Grade School had to come up with different ways to entertain ourselves at recess. Usually softball or kickball or Red Rover, or variations thereof. The rules of most games were negotiable, and the bigger kids usually won the negotiations. I remember that my old pal, Stinky Wilmont, one of the bigger kids, would always call for a "do over" whenever he swung and missed, or kicked and missed, or didn't break through the line.

I'd pretty well forgotten about the tactic, until the other day when I was having lunch with a couple of friends, and we were discussing the current crop of leading presidential candidates. We all agreed that it didn't offer much of a selection. One of them suggested that the nation should thank all of them for their time, and then start the selection process all over again, only this time we should really be serious about it.

What a great idea! So today, at 7:34 P.M., I'm officially calling for a "do over". Surely out of 304 million people in this country we can find at least 3 or 4 that actually respect the Constitution. Some one who understands that change isn't really desirable if that change only leads to bigger government. Someone who doesn't grin like a possum when they talk about keeping our troops in Iraq for another 100 years, and someone who realizes that people who work for a living have the right to decide how to dispose of their earnings.

So let's get started. And Stinky, if you're out there, I may need some help on this one.