Kate’s parents live on the New Hampshire side of Boston, and we’re down visiting for the weekend. This morning, I went downstairs with the tablet to do my morning blogroll in front of the tv while Kate slept in. I didn’t really appreciate what being this close to New Hampshire meant for television.
Oh. My. God. If I lived here full-time, I don’t think I’d be able to watch tv at all. Every commercial break features at least one, if not two political campaign commercials. Within half an hour, I felt like I was drowning in smarm.
There are advantages to living in a state with a late primary. As ridiculous as it is to let Iowa and New Hampshire decide who gets to be President, if this is the kind of crap they have to put up with, they can have it.