Parlor Chatter

On a sunny friday afternoon, as i sat in my local ice cream parlor, treating my nieces and nephew to a little treat i couldn't help but over hear the ramblings of a group of tween boys, in their fresh new basketball shoes,as they discussed the upcoming election and the prospective candidates

as their cell phone equipped chaperon sat in the corner with her ear plugged with some other conversation- this teenage wisdom filled the air.........

"obama"- probably won't be it because his name is hard to spell
"hillary"- no one would elect her, because she is just a girl
"i like romney"
and that " mc cain guy aint bad either"

a fountain of wisdom?
reason to fear the future?

what to think of impressionable young minds think that girls are icky and spelling is too difficult?
on the bright side, i am vaguely hopeful in that they actually KNEW there were candidates and felt FREE enough to have their own political caucus amongst their sundaes with rainbow sprinkles and ice cream floats with whip cream on top.