And as another day draws to a close, I still don't entirely understand the events that have taken place. Here I sit, nearly two weeks later, and I still find myself looking over the maps, trying to make sense of what happened. How could we have reached this outcome?
I had thought, that maybe since November of 2000, the great people of our country would have learned a few things. That maybe they would have seen the error of their ways. Regrettably, we are a nation of idiots.
And so, my first time ever visiting the polls did kind of end as a bad taste in my mouth. The touch screen computer systems were cute, and I did receive the token "I voted" sticker as I left. But all in all, the final results obviously sucked. All day I thought back to the experience that she had talked about from the last election. The unfulfilled feeling. The sheer disappointment that came when all was said and done. The feeling that maybe what she had done really hadn't made any bit of difference. And I found myself feeling all of those things, as well.
Being a Californian, it's obviously hard to be upset with most of the people around me. All of the people that I know feel the same way as I do. There have been jokes made about how the west coast should secede from the nation. Emails flying back and forth with different comparisons and coincidences. But no one is truly happy. We all wished for this not to happen. And yet, somehow, it did.
And so I drive around everyday, and see so much disappointment in everything. On the television, in magazines, in the Sunday comics, on the radio, and in all of those Kerry/Edwards bumper stickers that I see hundreds of times a day. I keep trying to tell myself that maybe it won't be so bad. Maybe the last four years will be made up for in the four years to come. And then I simply laugh, and shake my head, and wonder what it would be like to be Canadian.
I had thought, that maybe since November of 2000, the great people of our country would have learned a few things. That maybe they would have seen the error of their ways. Regrettably, we are a nation of idiots.
And so, my first time ever visiting the polls did kind of end as a bad taste in my mouth. The touch screen computer systems were cute, and I did receive the token "I voted" sticker as I left. But all in all, the final results obviously sucked. All day I thought back to the experience that she had talked about from the last election. The unfulfilled feeling. The sheer disappointment that came when all was said and done. The feeling that maybe what she had done really hadn't made any bit of difference. And I found myself feeling all of those things, as well.
Being a Californian, it's obviously hard to be upset with most of the people around me. All of the people that I know feel the same way as I do. There have been jokes made about how the west coast should secede from the nation. Emails flying back and forth with different comparisons and coincidences. But no one is truly happy. We all wished for this not to happen. And yet, somehow, it did.
And so I drive around everyday, and see so much disappointment in everything. On the television, in magazines, in the Sunday comics, on the radio, and in all of those Kerry/Edwards bumper stickers that I see hundreds of times a day. I keep trying to tell myself that maybe it won't be so bad. Maybe the last four years will be made up for in the four years to come. And then I simply laugh, and shake my head, and wonder what it would be like to be Canadian.
Posts
