Another election to decide who gets to be top dog or head honcho is looming. This can’t be my fourth time writing about this or is it my third? Whatever the number, it still seems that it was just yesterday when Mukash of the North squeaked in over Ted the ‘Mainer in an election that reminded me of Bush versus Clinton in the deciding and famous stuck ballot holes or chads in Florida in 2004. Whatever the case may be, someone wins in an election and someone loses.

So, who are the potential candidates this time ‘round? Mukash has already thrown down his gauntlet. Who’s next? Only time would tell and votes will count. Not to mention the Chief Election Officer’s constant prayers for a landslide and deciding win, so that any attempts for a re-election are quashed forever with overwhelming stats, thus making the job a lot easier.

So, what’s next on the agenda for campaign promises? If I were running, I would check off the list in this order:

1. Pay all the bills and get on solid financial ground before using more loans to pay for things such as housing and big capital projects.

2. Make sure that there isn’t any dancing on Sundays.

3. Train people before employing them so we know that they know what they’re doing.

4. Make sure radio bingo can’t be labeled as gambling, instead call it electronic traditional gatherings.

5. Give everyone a house as long as they can help build it, thus lowering costs dramatically and creating affordable homes that belong to you instead of the banks.

6. And, blah, blah, blah…

So making promises is one way of getting votes that count, but are elections really about the issues at hand or popular causes that make everyone check off your name come election time? No, elections are about getting the most votes, elections are not about politics. Anyway, who cares about politics during election time? It’s all about getting as many people to go with you where you say you will go.

Sometimes elections can get downright messy and passions flare up the people, normal people who would never care about whether or not the issues are right or wrong. As long as they get their taste of the political pie every four years, they’re happy. It’s like a leap year. Every four years, the chance comes for people to interact with their leaders (or losers, whichever the case may be) and rub shoulders with the upper echelons, who often show their support when the votes are clearly in favour of their own private hero.

All I can say is that if you vote for me, I’ll reinstate the “No Dancing On Sundays” law again.