Today's bastard is the woman who reads TV ads for the National Republican Congressional Committee. Here in Chicagoland, her ads attack Melissa Bean and Tammy Duckworth. There seems to be at least one during every commercial break. While both parties employ ad readers with similar tonal qualities, the difference is that the Republican speaker punctuates each sentence with an obnoxious quiver of self-righteous indignation, as if she's so horrified by these radical women that she's about to burst into tears of woe for our wayward Congress (for what it's worth, neither Democratic candidate seems particularly radical to me). At one point I wanted to hunt down that bastardess and strangle her to death. I have since moderated my view -- I would merely rip out her larynx.
I've reached the point where I hardly care who wins on November 7 (especially since I can't vote for Bean or Duckworth anyway -- my congressional district is safely in the hands of Rahm Emanuel). I'll just be happy that I won't have to listen to those negative political ads anymore. Alas, 2008 is just around the corner, and I can only hope Chicago's mayoral election next year doesn't employ the same annoying tactics.