This last-minute campaign frenzy reminds me of nothing so much as an undergraduate trying to cram a semester's worth of studying into the 24 hours before the final exam. Honestly, if you don't know it by now -- well, the last-minute cramming can make some little difference, and this year every bit counts. But still. It smacks of desperation.

I still have to decide whom I'm voting for. I know whom I'm not voting for, but I have to decide if I can stomach voting for the other guy, or if I'm going to write in Stanley Hauerwas for president.