I received a unique perspective on the upcoming election and finance today. I had been contacted a few weeks ago by an expanding bread/sandwich restaurant chain, and over the past few days I taken on some individual assignments. Because of the good "corporate fit," that work is increasing and I am talking to more managers of that chain.
So, here's a company that's expanding in a recession. Here's their view.
They don't care one ddamn bit. They have their own corporate plan, they have their individual store goals and the people and clients like them.
The first store hired me simply because four of the staff were bikers. We schmoozed over cappuccino as I worked, and it was clear that they had no respect for the current administration, scant interest in the posturing of current candidates, and almost total lack of concern on who wins the White House.
Their view is my view. I don't think anyone is going to help me, and I doubt any of them can hurt my business unless I'm stupid enough to let them. I know how to maximize my work/profit formula better than Hilbama. If needed, I can find better looking women than Slick Willie.
Here among a mulit-store chain of success is one galvanized opinion on business and the government. We don't need them, chances are they are over-promising or outright lying, and I have to work tomorrow anyway.
So how does this correlate to RP doing anything.
Clearly he is being sold as a candidate who is 180 degrees opposite of Hilbama. To this business, neither candidate appears to have any impact.
I believe RP may be a spoiler, or he may hold McCains feet to the fire on holding to conservative standards. It's kind of a "who cares" proposition.
I did learn one thing about my core beliefs when faced with the realities of new challenges and rewards. I don't care either. I thought I did because I have rather laissez-faire attitudes on business vs. government.
None of the current crop of pretenders will hurt or help me--perhaps with taxes, but that is now unknown. RP will descend to just another voice crying in the wind. Nothing will really get done--as usual.