Today, I find myself sometimes supporting candidates not because of the issues but because of their character or where they come from. I feel as though many of the suburban progressives are limousine liberals in the worst kind of way – they go around looking down at the same people they claim to be helping with their progressive social programs.

They go around driving in their Toyota Prisus cars driving around their twisty sprawled suburbs to their jobs in the big office building working for the state. They take the Interstate home that takes them over the homeless people whose only shelter is under the bridge, and the public housing projects, that they'd rather not lay on eye on. They go home and turn on their compact florescent lights and several dozen appliances that drain a couple of dozen kilowatts from the grid.

They feel virtuous for driving a Prisus and having those compact florescent light bulbs. They send their checks every year to the ACLU and the Sierra Club. They are living the good life, but also doing the right thing, they tell themselves. They are quite happy with the check they get every two weeks from the government as a glorified pencil pusher.

They go home and complain about high gas prices and the war even though none of their kids are fighting in it. They fear for the sake of the polar bear and complain about the big coal generators that keep their lights on. They blame the loggers for the damage they did to the woods in building their timber frame house, the new suburban sprawl destroying their community, and the smell from the nitrogen vaporizing of the field from the nearby 300 cow dairy that provides them with cheap milk.

I could go on almost forever with the caricature.

Maybe I'm being unfair to the many hard working people in the suburbs. Many may actually care about people less fortunate then they currently are and actually to take steps to help them and make our world a better place. Many in the suburbs take public transit to work and either ride their bikes or walk to the store. Not everybody in the suburbs is a prisoner of the automobile or wishes to see the landscape raped to keep up their life of cheap consumerism alive.