The "debates" are over. I HATE these awful, uninformative, media-scripted things, designed (so far as I can tell that there's ANY "design" in them) to catch one of the candidates in a slip-up, like Nixon's makeup or Reagan's "there you go again" bullshit.
All of the airings managed to allow the candidates to restate the same fucking talking points that we'd heard since, oh, January? We discovered that Obama is collected and thoughtful, that McSame is a crankly old man who apparently comes onstage with a full Depends, given the way he fidgets and wriggles, The Palinator can memorize a GOP talking point provided that it has little words and doesn't require any math skills and that Biden is a smart guy with a razor for a tongue.
And any of us who've been paying attention didn't know this...when?
It's beginning to look like Obama is going to get the turd put in his pocket this November. I don't envy him. The fiscal and policy sins of the past eight years are coming home with blood on their hands, and with the Great Recession growing like a thundercloud and with a deficit the size of Chomolungma already looming over him Obama will not be able to do much FDRing to ameliorate it. Add to that the already-viral GOP narrative of how this election will be stolen by ACORN and muslims and cunning negroes and how Joe The Plumber is gonna get screwed and the Wrath of the Rushzomboids is gonna make an impeachment for a blowjob look like carebears, fairies and ponies gambolling in RainbowCloudyFairyLand.
The next four years will be ugly, and I think we will all be unpleasantly surprised at how poorly our nation behaves under stress and deals with failure. I think that when the history of these times is written the Second Bush Era will be looked on as the watershed, the final break between the United States of promise and growth and power and the sour, divided, bitter polity that began declining into an angry turpitude...
...and then the Plorg arrived...
I'm tired of politics. To me the choices are clear: Obama, for all his flaws and hokey messianic baggage, at least represents hope that my country can turn away from the awful slough of corruption, war and oligarchy it has been headed the past eight years; McSame is...more of the same.
I would it were bedtime, Hal, and all well.
I'm going to stop talking about all of this until after November and, instead, share some thoughts about things that make a peaceful place in my heart. We've been enjoying a colorful Northwest autumn, and kindergarten is a big adventure. We've enjoyed some good new books and a movie or two. I'm fascinated by the return of Lance Armstrong to road racing. The fall soccer season is in ful spate and the MLS year is drawing to a close. There's a couple more decisive battles for October, and Little Miss' bedroom is finally getting close the where we'd like it to be. So I'm not saying that I won't revisit politics until the hurly-burly's done. But it may be a while.