Just like how the American voting public holds disdain for a moderate politician, the eligible American female, it would seem, loathes the guy that is moderate in every way and therefore just like every other guy. And understandably so. There's nothing about being moderate, whether you're a politician or a guy just trying to get a date, that is appealing.
This is true, really. To prove my point, I would like to introduce you to the Centrist party, "America's Choice for Moderate and Practical Politics." Admittedly, the party is only two years old, but the chance of it ever getting a vote in this country is right up there with me ever getting a successful date. What is the party's main problem? The answer is in this little gem from its Web site:
Mission Statement
Recognizing the freedoms granted to citizens of this democratic republic, and recognizing the productive role government should play,
The Centrist Party's mission is to
And that's where it ends. Honestly.
The Centrist party has no mission, no solutions and obviously no problems with half-assing things. Its Web page looks to be about as well-thought-out as my fourth-grade science project, "How the Sun Affects the Earth," which was a fairly accurate compilation of what the Encyclopedia Britannica and my dad had to say on the matter. Instead of developing any coherent party line, Centrists are no doubt too busy sitting around in someone's moderately priced apartment, sipping on lukewarm decaffeinated coffee, munching on a handful of off-brand strawberry-flavored wafers and bemoaning in a reasonable tone their overt practicality and sensibility.
Imagine an interview with a Centrist -- I'm sure it would go a little something like this:
Q: Thanks for coming in and talking with us today, Mr. Curry.
