This is election primary season and we all need to… VOTE.

Yes.

VOTE.

It’s pretty simple, even when your brain is as fried as mine is this weekend after…oh, who cares.  It’s not important when democracy is at stake. 

Which it is.

Here in Los Angeles, CA we have a ton of stuff to vote for on Tuesday primary day.   But if you’re a mail-in voter, like me and about 75% plus of the people in our state, you probably did your voting this week.

Personally, I waited until yesterday because I like to revel in the idea that I’m going to do it since our current POTUS hates it even though he himself does it.

Which should give you yet another snapshot into his psyche.

As if you needed one.

Speaking of the cesspool of reality TV stars, here in L.A. we have an unqualified idiot named Spencer Pratt running for Mayor who is traipsing around the city with no professional government experience except calling himself a public advocate who cares.

Electing him mayor would be like enlisting Noah Wyle to crack open your chest if you were in an E.R. on death’s door and suddenly couldn’t breathe. 

Yes, I L.O.V.E. Dr. Robby but our reality is not TV reality.

Fame and the ability to act (Note: If you could call what Pratt did on The Hills acting) do not make you qualified to fix a town, a city, or even a country.

And again, if the last 18 months haven’t shown you the perils of going down that road, please just…

DON’T VOTE.

DO NOT.

JUST STAY HOME.

Your country needs you…to do that.

By the way, there were SIXTY f-ckng people on the California ballot for GOVERNOR.

I’m not joking.

6. 0.

And the names were not in alphabetical order.

I have a reasonable amount of education and had to really dig deep to find….

Oh…I’m not trying to sway you…Becerra….because if you live in California you have enough commercials crawling up your ass to last until Gavin Newsom announces he’s running for president in 2028.

And guess what?  I, and the majority of the state, would like to keep him right here.

With all our challenges, including the constant threat of fires brought on by climate change – not our current L.A. Mayor Karen Bass – this city and state is still a great place to live. The sun shines, the people are friendly and we have all sorts of folks of all different colors, sexual identities, religions and ages living mostly peacefully.

Which is more than I can say for many places. 

Look, this has been a tough year and a half for L.A. since the fires and for the country since…well…why state the obvious.

But voting can be at least a step to the change you’ve been waiting for because you will be choosing someone or something that YOU prefer.

Not to overuse metaphors, but if you’re literally starving and dying for pizza but the only food in sight were roasted Brussels sprouts or mashed peas you’d pick one and live to eat another day.

So chow down, America.

Unless you think our next Supreme Court Justice should be a Real Housewife.

Then the kitchen is closed.

“Fortunate Son” – Creedence Clearwarter Revival