Tomorrow is a big day.
Thus far, I have been relatively calm about the election. I am still relatively calm but my stomach is in knots. I cannot concentrate. I’m just trying to hold my shit together until Wednesday, when one way or another, I’ll know how much I should freak out.
I believe in the president. I believe in his chances. I believe in his vision and what he has accomplished. I believe, I need to believe, for once in my life, that there is only one possible outcome not because he is “Not Romney,” but because he is the best man for the job. He is not perfect but he is willing to improve. He is willing to help America improve. He is willing to face how many people in this country need his leadership. He has social and economic policies that embrace a wider swath of Americans than his opponent. He understands that equality is a goal toward which we must all strive.
The closer we get to November 6, the more committed I become to the President because the alternative, it terrifies me?
There has never been more at stake, both domestically and internationally.Romney is a candidate who is openly disinterested in people who are not like him.
I can’t even get into what Romney means for women but if you are a woman and you support Romney, my heart hurts for you.
If you are a person of color who supports Romney, ditto. We can still be friends and whatnot but I need you to know the thought of your vote for him hurts.
If Romney believed in anything, that would be better than what we’re facing. The problem is that Romney believes in nothing and everything at the same time. He says whatever he thinks people want to hear because he believes he should be president and will do or say whatever it takes to make that happen.
I often imagine him sitting in an empty room, devoid of decoration or personality, muttering to himself, over and over, “I should be the president of the United States.” I don’t even know that he really wants the job. He simply believes he has been pre-ordained for the position. It’s the next stage of his evolution from wealthy asshole to wealthy asshole with a finger on the trigger. This is how it often goes.
Some of these conservatives out there make my skin crawl but at least they believe in something. At least they have genuine conviction. At least they have a consistent message. Romney doesn’t have that! And he lies, openly and knows he can.
I keep thinking about the third presidential debate, how Romney kept saying, essentially, “What he said,” and how shameless he was in that. Romney didn’t even try in that debate because he truly thinks he can run on the platform of “Not the black guy.”
I need Obama to win for so many reasons, but mostly because I don’t want to face the next four years in a country where Romney’s cynicism, laziness, and lack of character might be rewarded. I don’t want to deal with the possibility that being “Not the black guy,” might be enough.
I have so many Thoughts & Feelings about the election; this post manages to engage with all of them far more eloquently than I ever could. (the parts I especially love are in bold, but really, the whole thing is great.)
I can’t wait for this to all be over. I’m really tired of worrying.
The Republican nominee’s aides have packed his debate lunchbox with several zingers, which the Republican nominee has been rehearsing for months. Partisans want him to empty that rhetorical clip to show he’s a fighter, and reverse the momentum of polls that show Romney behind as voters in 34 states are already casting ballots”.
1958: “John F. Kennedy knew who his grandfather was, and also his grandfather’s son. During a speech at the Gridiron Club dinner in March 1958, Kennedy, running for reelection to the Senate, pulled a piece of paper from his suit pocket that he said was a telegram from “my generous daddy.” He read, “Dear Jack: Don’t buy a single vote more than is necessary. I’ll be damned if I’m going to pay for a landslide.” Joseph Kennedy Sr. wielded considerable political power, and critics charged that his son stood to be the beneficiary of his influence.
The joke was no off-the-cuff remark. Ted Sorensen wrote that Kennedy prepared the speech for hours, that “in his eight years in the Senate, no speech assignment worried him longer or more deeply than his role as Democratic jester for the Washington Gridiron Club Dinner in 1958.”
Presidential candidates have often relied on one-liners to make points and deflect attention, but do they work? Michael Phillips-Anderson probes the marriage of politics and humor in “Working the Room”, from the Politics issue of Lapham’s Quarterly.
This Daily Show segment where Samantha Bee tricks RNC attendees into tacitly defending abortion is the best field piece they’ve done in years.
Al Madrigal did something similar a few months ago, but it wasn’t on nearly the same scale. the things they manage to coax out of their subjects’ mouths never cease to amaze me.