There seems to be an obsession with change this year.

Everyone is for change. Everyone has a hundred dollar bill and is looking around for someone with five twenties. Everyone wants that reform.

To an extent, this whole change thing works for everyone selling anything. No matter what happens, there will be change. In fact, this year is totally different from last year because of the change of the year. Everything happening this year happens in 2008. 2007 is the old way, 2008 is change. And we all get this change for free.

Don't even have to promise anyone a partridge family in a pear tree. Which is good because the writers for the partridges' family are still on strike.

Super Tuesday is just a day or so away. So called because, historically, this is the day all the super heroes in the world endorse their favorite candidates for president. Wolverine, being a hawkish maverick conservative, is for McCain. Superman is for Hillary, because he has always been ruled by strong women. And, of course, Batman is for Obama. That one kind of goes without saying.

But a lot of the rest of us get to vote on Tuesday if we want--even if we have no super powers or cool super toys. In New Mexico, our Democratic Caucus (which is run like a primary...you just go and vote) gets a say. But the Republicans have to wait until it's all over in June. There was a good reason to move up the Democratic Caucus a few months back (Richardson would have won in New Mexico if he was still running), but now we're just cannon fodder for campaign flybys. All the Dems and their surrogates came through for an hour or two in the last few days.

And everyone wants to make change.

I'm thinking I should just ask them for the five twenties and keep the hundred for myself. They want my vote, might as well make the change and pay me for it.

All this talk of spare change, making change, bringing change and just, y'know, looking for something different makes me think this change is going to be about as annoying as when you buy something for $8.21, but you only have a ten and two dimes. And then, magically, you end up with a dollar and ninety-nine cents in loose change.

Congratulations, you made change. And now gravity is using the change to pull me even farther down the rabbit hole.

I'm not saying I want the status quo to keep quoing. But give me some credit here (oh wait, credit is no good anymore), I'm not an idiot. Quit telling me about change. It's inevitable. Hell, my life is changing and it has nothing to do with presidents or spare change or even who wins the Superbowl (by the way, Superman is for the Patriots and Wolverine and Batman are going for the Giants).

Because if we wanted everything to stay the same, we wouldn't be so pissed off about everything the federal government does these days. Not that we're gonna start a revolution if, surprise surprise, nothing substantially different actually gets done. We don't want that kind of change. That kind of change favors those with guns, and I haven't gotten that desperate yet. It's just that a dollar is worth seventy-five cents. And I don't think that's the kind of change anyone is talking about.

The interesting thing is this: I'm pretty sure, when all is changed and done, most of us are gonna be on the sidelines going, "I can't buy anything with these five nickels you gave me for my quarter."

So much for making change.

Matt Worley would vote for Obama on Tuesday if he could get someone to give him change for a hundred.