> One more stab at recruiting James to the voting pact:
>
> Setting: A cocktail party.
>
> James: [performs an elaborate parlour trick]
>	[or maybe tells the BoyJazz story]
> Alice: [swoons] [recovers]
> [The conversation now turns to politics.]
> Alice: So, James, who are *you* voting for?
> James: Mitt Romney, to my walloping chagrin.
> Alice: [buffaloed, waits with eyebrows raised]
> James: See, I'm in this kind of cult and there was this pact...
> Alice: [horrified fascination]
> James: It's a long story, I'll point you to the relevant blog posts.
>
> [Later, James forwards his brilliant, cogent arguments against Romney.]
> [Alice, curiosity piqued, swallows it all up, forwards to her friends, 
> James's candidate wins the election.]


Make no mistake, my singular goal in life is to woo impressionable young 
women with my political acumen. But imagine how much more attractive I 
would seem to young Alice if I had brilliant arguments *and* I actually 
voted according to those arguments? I think that most women would find 
that attitude extremely hot, and by "that attitude," I mean "the 
inclination to act in the way suggested by common sense." After all, it 
might be difficult to explain to my future wife that I really support 
Candidate X, but I improve the world more by voting for some different 
Candidate Y who was selected using an elaborate cult-based nomination 
process. Don't get me wrong, if you know a woman who lives by the maxim 
"avoid supporting your principles through active measures," let her know 
that I'm single and waiting. But until that woman materializes from the 
ether, I think that I'll stick to voting for the candidate that I support.

It's extremely entertaining that I just took credit for pledging to vote 
for the candidate I support. This is clearly a sign that the apocalypse is 
nigh.

;-)

~j