(I saw that at my local library. Sad.)
So it looks like Obama's cruising to victory. It shouldn't be much of a surprise; the Republicans have had an uphill battle the whole way -- wildly hated president, massive deficits, unpopular war, belated response to Katrina -- and yet I suspect the popular vote will be far closer than the Electoral College tally that should give Obama close to 300 electors.
It will look like a landslide, and the usual suspects will call it such, but it probably won't be a much larger victory than Bush over Kerry in 2004. And remember how the same usual suspects cried that the results "weren't a mandate" for the GOP platform? I doubt they'll be making the same claims tomorrow.
Consistency, hobgoblins, etc.
As for me, I've made peace with this election and my choice in it. I'm not going to announce it -- as if anyone cares -- other than to say that I voted for Turd Sandwich. I look forward to being part of the skeptical opposition for the next four years or so.
Actually, that's a lie. I really look forward to messianic disappointment. Hopefully that will lead some people to realize that politics isn't religion, and that a candidate so slickly and expensively packaged will not change the world, for ill or good. I'll remember this election as the one where I finally accepted that neither party is worth a damn.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go park my massive, massive wealth in some tax shelters. I'm not in the mood to be a Joe Biden-approved patriot any more than I already am, thank you.
"And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt." – Sylvia Plath
11.04.2008
hanging chad's? is it a bar or something?
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