Two more days of worrying that a tax-dodging vulture who made billions of dollars by crushing jobs and stealing futures will be elected, ruining basically everything. I find this stasis unpleasant in the extreme. I’m shellshocked, both from how many lies Mitt Romney has told (how do his supporters come to terms with this?) and by how much I have grown to loathe him. He embodies everything I most object to. On the upside, it’s been nice to see Barack get his due. People on the left have griped about him for four years, because of his refusal to simply railroad his policies through an obstructive Congress. His insistence on compromise, on reasonable solutions… it’s driven progressives nuts. But quietly, he’s done amazing things.
I happen to be a huge Obama fan. I love having a Centrist president who is aware of the daily lives and struggles of the American people, and who cares for the poor, sick and needy. An intelligent man, who actually understands the policies and procedures of government, who directs his own foreign policy, who taught Constitutional law. What a concept. If society is healthy, I can pick up the Socialistic pinko commie slack on my own. I don’t require a far-left President. I can’t think of why the fundies think that they deserve a far-right one. We are a country divided; what we need most is a leader who can find the best in each of us, and who is accustomed to being truthful and kind. This election is like DUH with a side of DUH.
And yet… we are still holding our breath, me and the fundies, 36 hours before results start ticking in. I’m so grateful to people working on the ground to GOTV.
People are stressed; I’ve got an amnesty program going in my mind for everyone who is not being nice this week. A little extra kindness will go a long way today and tomorrow, if it’s me you are contacting. Nice people get extra everything from me in general, but especially when time is tight and tension is high.
I’m still working through my layout, putting in as much as I can before Christina arrives on the 8th. Taking out lots and lots of words, trying to use the perspective of the last six months of intense work to winnow out the noise and leave only the ideas, clear and simple. It’s always the challenge for me, but I find it very rewarding.
The long timescale on these ideas (and these words) is a wonderful luxury. What a delight, to edit words I wrote a full year ago. What water under the bridge since those first excited declarations (some of which were right the hell on.) What a pleasure to have so many photographs to illustrate the possibilities. They speak louder than any blathering paragraph about “one thing you could do is…”
And God, how much I wish that I had three of me.