Betting on the election
Some 'noxious winger goon is trolling the comments, getting people's guesses on the election outcome. I'll bite. I'll make the only sensible, hopeful estimate possible: that Kerry will win big. The alternative is too dismal to contemplate, because it suggests that people are just too damn dumb, too gullible, too easily railroaded by lies and fear, and I have a more optimistic view of humankind.
Even now, I see the fury and the passion rising. We are fed up with the dupes and thieves of the Right, and it's time we frogmarched the petty tyrants out of power, and their yammering sycophants off the airwaves.
Have you read Thompson's latest? He expresses my sentiments exactly, when he's talking about meeting Kerry.
…we reminisced about trying to end the Vietnam War in 1972.
That was the year I first met him, at a riot on that elegant little street in front of the White House. He was yelling into a bullhorn and I was trying to throw a dead, bleeding rat over a black spike fence onto the president's lawn.
We were angry and righteous in those days, and there were millions of us. We kicked two chief executives out of the White House because they were stupid warmongers. We conquered Lyndon Johnson and we stomped on Richard Nixon—which wise people said was impossible, but so what? It was fun. We were warriors then, and our tribe was strong like a river.
That river is still running. All we have to do is get out and vote, while it's still legal, and we will wash those crooked warmongers out of the White House.
That's us. We are the rising tide. We are going to kick the vermin aside and storm the government.
And hey, if Bush and his corrupt cronies try to steal this election, I'll be there in front of the White House in January, dead rat in hand. I'll bring extras for everyone else who wants to join me, too.


A noxious, winger goon? Moi? I have a name, dammit! I am Bob.
Here's the problem, you bearded logothete:
I’ll bite. I’ll make the only sensible, hopeful estimate possible: that Kerry will win big. The alternative is too dismal to contemplate, because it suggests that people are just too damn dumb, too gullible, too easily railroaded by lies and fear, and I have a more optimistic view of humankind.
I did not ask people who they hope will win. I ask who they think will win. Surely, as an unemotional-Spock-like, calculating, souless machine, you can understand the distinction between hopes and thoughts, no?
I hope there is much chaos and angst and charges and counter-charges and lawsuits and recounts come Nov 2, because I thrive off disorder. I hope Bush (the idiot) wins, because it will piss off the most amount of uppitity academicians and liberal painty-wastes in the country.
I think Bush will win (barely).
And, I don't care if Kerry wins.
How's that?