Then I ran across David Sedaris piece 'Undecided' posted to the New Yorker (October 27). He makes one very big point about anyone who says-acts-pretends to be undecided right now.
I look at these people and can't quite believe that they exist. Are they professional actors? I wonder. Or are they simply laymen who want a lot of attention?
To put them in perspective, I think of being on an airplane. The flight attendant comes down the aisle with her food cart and, eventually, parks it beside my seat. "Can I interest you in the chicken?" she asks. "Or would you prefer the platter of shit with broken glass in it?"
To be undecided in this election is to pause for a moment and then ask how the chicken is cooked.'