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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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031005
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Sunday, October 05, 2003
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METRO FINAL
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COM; CHOICES
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MITCH ALBOM FREE PRESS COLUMNIST
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Copyright (c) 2003, Detroit Free Press
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OUR VIEWS DON'T COUNT IN CALIFORNIA
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'You know what I'm going to do?" I say to the Expert. "I'm going to vote for
Arnold."

"No, you're not," says the Expert.

"Yes, I am," I say. "I'm going to vote for Arnold, because an actor is just
what California deserves. I've read all the papers. I've seen all the debates.
The whole thing has turned into such a circus-like Fellini film, only an actor
should come out on top. I'm going to do it. I'm going to vote for Arnold."

"No, you're not," says the Expert.

"Why not?" I say. "Oh, wait. Because of the womanizing thing? Because six
women told the L.A. Times that Arnold grabbed them inappropriately?

"Or because his platform is based on movie quotes? Is that why you say that?
Because whenever someone asks for his economic plan, he says 'Hasta la vista'?
Because whenever someone asks for his energy plan, he says, 'I will terminate
Gray Davis'? Well, let me tell you something. I don't care.

"I'm voting for Arnold. I think it will be funny. I want to see him fly home
every night from Sacramento to Los Angeles. I want to see charred robots in
the governor's mansion. I want to see cigar butts during the state of the
state address.

"I'm voting for Arnold," I say.

"No, you're not," says the Expert.



A vote for the dull guy

"OK, fine," I say. "I'm voting for Gray Davis. Let's face it. The guy is a
stiff, but he's not Lucifer. Every problem California ever had has been lumped
on his shoulders. They're blaming him for the '89 earthquake. They're blaming
him for the gold rush.

"But here's the thing: He's learned his lesson. This whole mess has scared him
straight. No more Mr. Cardboard, out there raising every dollar he can for
himself. Davis has seen the error of his ways. He'll be a better governor now
than he ever would have been -- and he still knows the ropes better than the
rest of them.

"That's it," I say. "I'm voting for Davis."

"No, you're not," says the Expert.

"OK, OK, you got me," I say. "I couldn't really vote for Davis. He's the
walking dead. But I will vote for Cruz Bustamante. I'll tell you why. He's
been inside. He's seen the mistakes his boss has made. He really is next in
line. And just because Arnold bulldozed him during the debate is no reason to
deny his qualifications.

"Besides, putting Bustamante in would really unnerve the Republican zealots
who so desperately want to own that office they're endorsing Schwarzenegger,
who is pro-choice and pro-gay rights, two things they claim to despise. It'll
serve them right to spend all this money and all this hate-filled effort just
to see another Democrat take over.

"Bustamante. He's my man," I say. "I'm voting for him."

"No, you're not," says the Expert.



A vote for the child actor

"OK. OK. I'm not voting for Bustamante. Any guy who gets pancaked by Arianna
Huffington can't weather the rigors of office. Here's who I'm voting for: Tom
McClintock. You know why? Because he's the only one who's been true to
himself. He's a Republican. He's a conservative. He's a politician. And he
hasn't changed. He's not a Johnny-Come-Lately. He's not an actor.

"Mark it down. McClintock has my vote."

"No, he doesn't," says the Expert.

"Oh, the heck with it," I say. "I'm voting for Gary Coleman."

"No, you're not."

"The porn star!"

"No, you're not."

"How do you know?" I say. "It's my choice! It's my vote! How do you know I'm
not going to vote for those people?"

"Because," says the Expert, "you don't live in California."

"Then why are we watch . . . "

"You don't live in California. You don't get a vote. It doesn't matter what
you or the millions of other non-Californians think about this."

"Hmm," I say. "In that case, you want to catch a movie Tuesday night?"



Contact MITCH ALBOM at 313-223-4581 or  albom@freepress.com. He will sign
copies of his new novel, "The Five People You Meet In Heaven," at 12:30 p.m.
today at Little Professor Book Center in Dearborn and at 7:30 p.m. Friday at
Little Book Shoppe on the Park in Plymouth.
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