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[rm]

Oh Jesus. It's awful and it's not over?

Despite the fact that it seems that Kerry really didn't win, I am glad he did not conceed yet, just in case irregularities or the absentee ballots make it happen.

I think, over the last several weeks, I watched the polls and saw them drifting towards Kerry and said to myself the number one thing I know about polls is that people lie, that people say they will vote for the incumbent when they won't because people are squeamish especially in serious times to say they disagree with the incumbent, especially in states with a different cultural makeup than mine. I believed, watching the polls, that the shift and momentum was greater than what I thought.

I called a known trend in the wrong direction. It seems that instead people got into the voting booth and decided we live in a grim new world, where hope and change are dangerous, thought about how they feel down in places not discussed in polite company and realized they were more affraid of faggots and brown people than they were worried about their jobs, their mortgages, and their debt-based competition with their neighbors and voted for Bush.

I know soon we're supposed to compassionate, and do what we can to reunite America, blah blah blah, it's just politics and it's just four more years. But I don't think it's possible for a Bush voter to give me an answer about their voting choice, no matter how detailed and reasoned, that I wouldn't classify as stupid, hateful and/or cowardly. Maybe we're all bigots. Maybe no one cares anymore.

But if you know me at all there's only even one of those three categories I can abide even slightly.

Meanwhile caput_aerus made me cry.
http://www.livejournal.com/users/caput_aerus/183869.html?mode=reply

And I've spent the last twenty-four hours with this creepy Nick Cave song stuck in my head:

Farmer Emmerich went into his barn
And found a cow suckling a serpent
And a brown ape clanking a heavy chain
Said Farmer Emmerich to the ape
Never ask me to come into this barn again
So Long
Farewell
So Long

Farmer Emmerich caught the serpent
And the brown ape in a cage
And took them into his house
He fed the snake a vat of milk
And when the ape rattled its chain
He tossed the ape a mouse
So Long
Goodbye
Farewell

The villagers found out that Farmer Emmerich
Was nurturing a serpent
And descended upon his farm
All rabid in their blindness
They dragged the snake outside
Chopped it open with an axe
And the ground soaked
In the milk of human kindness
So Long
Farewell
So Long

But the brown ape escaped
And was heard to roam the ranges
Clanking its heavy chain
Down in the valley it sang to its friend
Whom he may never see again


P.S. -- Foreign friends, don't offer me couch space and all that today. I appreciate your compassion and political sympathies, but it's like how if you're not related to me you really shouldn't talk trash about my family, even if I agree with you. At least today.

P.P.S -- springheel_jack echoing the sentiments of many. Maybe we're just wrong. Maybe we aren't listening hard enough. Maybe we just don't understand. http://www.livejournal.com/users/springheel_jack/881452.html?style=mine

P.P.P.S. -- in four years, we get to look forward to a Democratic primary where John Edwards and Barak Obama will rip each other apart while everyone tries to pretend the issue isn't really about how ready Red states are for a Black president while Al Sharpton hangs about in the background muttering about racial credibility. It's going to be awful and weird.

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[ladyofthelog.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid.

This is not the world I was supposed to grow up in.

[grendel.livejournal.com]

"I know soon we're supposed to compassionate, and do what we can to reunite America, blah blah blah, it's just politics and it's just four more years. But I don't think it's possible for a Bush voter to give me an answer about their voting choice, no matter how detailed and reasoned, that I wouldn't classify as stupid, hateful and/or cowardly. Maybe we're all bigots. Maybe no one cares anymore."

Ouch.

[geoectomy.livejournal.com]

No offer of crash space. But sympathy in buckets.

We watched last night and it was not a good night.