I admit I actually liked Herman Cain. I know there are so many who thought he was just some prop, or puppet, because of his affiliation with the Republicans; but I found him enjoyable. The problem as noted in Cain Conservatism, with Herman Cain, was his inability to draw distinctions between himself and the others. One of the perks of being a businessman of your own company and working for several other successful companies is that you get the gist of how to run things and Cain did not do that until late – and then of course, he had the other problems, which undoubtedly derailed his campaign train.
It would appear as if voters were willing to overlook the first allegation made against Cain, but after the second, third, fourth and a rumored long-term affair, there was no longer denying; the proof in essence was in the pudding. I for one was hoping for a debate between Cain and Obama. The staunch difference would have been interesting to watch. The preacher vs. the intellectual. And while everyone always notes Obama as being long winded, and professorial, isn’t that what we want? Cain couldn’t answer a basic question on Libya and his supposed rival’s stance on the issue, overtly stated that it was not the job of a leader to know everything about what a President is to know, and then did a botched job on the pronunciation of Uzbekistan. With the deck stacked against him in that regard, there really wouldn’t have been a hard fought election (I firmly believe this coming election will be hard fought), if the Republicans had nominated him.
But back to Cain. I would have certainly liked to have seen the Republican Party nominate an African American. There are many African American conservatives that I find quite knowledgeable, quite sharp and believe what they believe and I respect that. That is why I liked Cain. He stood in his beliefs despite the media beast, despite my fellow African Americans calling him Uncle Ruckus, Uncle Tom and just another, (well you know what word comes next) trying to keep Obama down. My problem with Cain was his policies or rather his lack of explanations of them. 9-9-9 was catchy, but so are TV theme songs, catchphrases and clichés. The gold standard may have worked back at one time, but using a gold bar to buy a Starbucks Mocha or a Filet Mignon just doesn’t seem too modern – it sounded more like something out of the Flintstones.
But who am I right? I’m just another voter who doesn’t know anything about anything. A voter who didn’t see the more than a minute pause while Cain was collecting his thoughts and wondered what if that was the infamous 3 AM phone call? I’m just a voter who can’t understand the cons of the fair tax in the long run or why my grandmother doesn’t need her medicare and social security privatized.
That’s me. Another dumb voter. Another dumb voter who saw that Cain’s campaign was all smoke and mirrors before I cast a vote for him in November.
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