Keep the vote in!

Apparently it's time for another dog-and-pony-show election season in this country, I can tell because every square inch of the media is filled with biased analysis, wishful punditry, and the continuing acquiescence to political consultants that turn each of these contests into a robust spinning and disinformation competition.
For our part here in NY, we have the gubernatorial race to keep us marginally entertained until they approve the proposed Death Race league. This one is a tale as as old as time, a crazy man (Carl Paladino) versus a politically entitled man (Andrew Cuomo).
Background, for those that need it: Andrew is the son of former Governor Mario Cuomo, has a good head of hair, is the State Attorney General and only betrays his fear of failure in his father's eyes with a half-creepy smile.
Carl is a lunatic business owner from upstate with virtually no political experience. He shows little concern for social mores when it comes to making personal threats, forwarding racially and sexually offensive emails, and having children outside the bonds of marriage. How is this formerly marginal figure even showing up on the radar, you may ask? Silly rabbit, he did it by seizing on the extremely constructive, helpful environment of vitriol and blind rage among the constituency. It's now the easiest way into the political sphere these days.
I'm trying to remember another fringe figure that tried to capture power this way,
Madolph Mitler.....Badolph Kilter....nah that ain't it...
Anyway, the man promises 'blood on the floor' in Albany, capturing the frustration that voters have felt towards the unfettered corruption that has defined the state capitol for years. It's a nice sentiment, and I would like to take it literally, but me, I'm sick. However, it really is just an empty promise from a man with aspirations above his station. Believe me, I know what those sound like.
Andrew, for his part, had a great strategy. Columnists said he was too quiet and complacent and needed to respond to Carl's insane accusations and bellicose shenanigans. Andrew just sat back and let the nutjob talk himself into a corner. I employ this strategy at work as well as in the subway.
Carl's comments that Andrew should never have taken his kids to a gay pride parade because of "they wear these little speedos and grind against each other." That's pretty much all it took. However you may feel about kids watching dudes touch on other dudes in the middle of the street, Carl is dead in the water now. The only people that will back him up publicly on these comments are ultra-conservative Orthodox rabbis. And these guys aren't even going to vote for him, they know you can't rely on a kook, not for your plumbing, not for the state of New York.