So Arnold is now Governor of California
Oct. 7th, 2003 11:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sinanjuThis should be interesting. Quite possibly in the Chinese curse sense.
Can Schwarzenegger be a competent governor? I dunno. Possibly. My question is whether he really wants a career in politics or if this was just a feather he wanted for his cap, and having satisfied that ambition, he'll either bow out (like Jesse Ventura) at the end of this term or lose a race he may not really want to win and go back to movies. Whatever jokes one may make about Schwarzenegger, he's a smart man. He made a fortune from bodybuilding and the gym business, then made a second career in films (and as a passable actor--certainly no worse than countless others). If he puts his mind to it, he may well surprise his critics. I'm convinced that Public Service Experience (tm) is a hell of a lot less vital to success in elective office than the professional politicos would have us believe. It's not like there aren't zillions of professional politicians, wonks and hangers-on available to give advice. He'll need some way to figure out whose advice to take, but so would anyone in the Governor's office. And his track record of finding a way to succeed at jobs he decides to pursue says he can probably figure that out too.
Stayed home sick from work today. Not really sick, so much as exhausted. Taking care of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
snippy, who has been having a very tough time of it for the last month or more, can be wearing at times. I am glad to do it, and I want to take care of her, but I tend to decompress by spending time alone late at night (after she and Twoson are asleep), netsurfing or (lately) playing online combat games. Very late at night, sometimes, especially during the week when I have to get up for work the next day.
And it caught up with me. I woke at 8 a.m. and decided I just couldn't face the day, so I called in sick, then went back to bed. And alternately slept and dozed till nearly 1:30 this afternoon, my brain racing around like a hamster on an exercise wheel, struggling relentlessly with the sort of vital but nonsensical when you think about them later problems that a half-engaged brain can latch onto.
Can Schwarzenegger be a competent governor? I dunno. Possibly. My question is whether he really wants a career in politics or if this was just a feather he wanted for his cap, and having satisfied that ambition, he'll either bow out (like Jesse Ventura) at the end of this term or lose a race he may not really want to win and go back to movies. Whatever jokes one may make about Schwarzenegger, he's a smart man. He made a fortune from bodybuilding and the gym business, then made a second career in films (and as a passable actor--certainly no worse than countless others). If he puts his mind to it, he may well surprise his critics. I'm convinced that Public Service Experience (tm) is a hell of a lot less vital to success in elective office than the professional politicos would have us believe. It's not like there aren't zillions of professional politicians, wonks and hangers-on available to give advice. He'll need some way to figure out whose advice to take, but so would anyone in the Governor's office. And his track record of finding a way to succeed at jobs he decides to pursue says he can probably figure that out too.
Stayed home sick from work today. Not really sick, so much as exhausted. Taking care of
snippy, who has been having a very tough time of it for the last month or more, can be wearing at times. I am glad to do it, and I want to take care of her, but I tend to decompress by spending time alone late at night (after she and Twoson are asleep), netsurfing or (lately) playing online combat games. Very late at night, sometimes, especially during the week when I have to get up for work the next day.And it caught up with me. I woke at 8 a.m. and decided I just couldn't face the day, so I called in sick, then went back to bed. And alternately slept and dozed till nearly 1:30 this afternoon, my brain racing around like a hamster on an exercise wheel, struggling relentlessly with the sort of vital but nonsensical when you think about them later problems that a half-engaged brain can latch onto.
