There’s more foul news regarding the ABC so-called debate last week. This comes from the Houston Chronicle via Field Negro. See the full article at chron.commons.

• After several days of Charlie & George lying about ABC’s questions and format in probably the most disastrous TV debate in history, an interesting little tidbit came to light yesterday. To distance themselves from the trivia and stupidity of the flag pin issue, they played the question on videotape “raised by a voter in Latrobe, Pennsylvania, a woman by the name of Nash McCabe.”

• McCabe was actually interviewed in the New York Times on April 4. She was quoted in that article saying, “How can I vote for a president who won’t wear a flag pin?” and “I watch him on TV. I keep looking for that lapel pin.” ABC provided no follow up about whether she could vote for McCain or Hillary, since they don’t wear flag pins, either.

• Will Bunch describes the reality perfectly when he says, “So Nash McCabe wasn’t located at random at all. Instead, someone at ABC News decided that they wanted to go after Obama on the patriotism issue, and they actively sought a Pennsylvanian who they knew wanted to bring it up. I assume they thought it would sound better if “a typical voter” asked the question instead of Charlie Gibson.

The same article asks of Clinton and McCain – Where are those flag pins?

So you can’t vote for the black man because you never see him wearing a lapel pin? Are you freaking kidding me? This is the nonsense that makes me madder than anything else.

This is the politics of yesterday.  Most Americans couldn’t care less about the issues.  They don’t want to invest the time into combing through the candidates health care plans.  They don’t want to know who’s economic plan is best for them.  America wants to see who is wearing a lapel pin.

I can’t remember where I first ran across the lyrics from John Prine’s Your Flag Decal Won’t Get You Into Heaven Anymore, but I thought I should share them with you.

While digesting Reader’s Digest
In the back of a dirty book store,
A plastic flag, with gum on the back,
Fell out on the floor.
Well, I picked it up and I ran outside
Slapped it on my window shield,
And if I could see old Betsy Ross
I’d tell her how good I feel.

Chorus:
But your flag decal won’t get you
Into Heaven any more.
They’re already overcrowded
From your dirty little war.
Now Jesus don’t like killin’
No matter what the reason’s for,
And your flag decal won’t get you
Into Heaven any more.