I know you strive for unity… so do I. And I know you would probably discourage behavior that would feed into the already vast and seemingly uncloseable divide. But allow me just a moment to dance in the end zone because I couldn’t really enjoy the game for fear that our country would blow it at the voting booths. Please just give me this brief moment of joy at the thought of you accepting that concession phone call from the weasel McCain. Let me picture Palin’s face, crushed with sorrow, when she heard that you won Ohio. Let me wallow in the knowledge that you pulled out a win even against that dirty playing, hate mongering, fear baiting campaign. Let me bask in knowing that I played a small role in putting the crazed, power-drunk republicans in their place. Give me just a moment to imagine the sight and sound of millions of tiny little republican tears, the wailing, and the gnashing of the teeth. Allow me just this one little chance to tell the pompous, condescending, ignorant asses to go cry to their mommies because I sure as hell don’t want to hear their whining. And to use one of their favorite quotes to give them a piece of their own advice… “Hey, if you don’t like it, then move.” Sorry, I can’t suggest where to, though, because I can’t think of a country that they might be welcome and be treated like they seem to think they deserve without granting the same respect to the others that live there.
This country is mine again now. I support Obama’s message of unity and acceptance, equality and healing. I always have. I’m sure I will get past this knee-jerk reaction of wanting the republicans to take a flying leap. I just might need a day or two. They’ve really screwed the pooch on this election with some tactics that were so sleazy, so morally reprehensible, that I don’t really have any inclination at this exact moment to work on my compassion and quest for a mutual understanding. Right now I just want to flip them the bird and watch the bloodbath that is now the blame game of why they lost. Right now I just want to sit back and watch them turn on themselves. Finally. Let them tear each other apart for a while. They’ve already done a fantastic job of tearing the country apart.
Moments after hearing of Obama’s victory, a friend of mine said… “I might consider hanging the American flag outside my house now. Maybe.” You know what? Me too. In the blink of an eye, the sight of an American flag doesn’t stand for supporting a war entered into as a result of lies and willful ignorance. The sight of an American flag doesn’t stand for raging conservatism and blind allegiance to a government that doesn’t respect its citizens. The sight of American flag doesn’t stand for prejudice and oppression. It stands for hope, equality, unity, and a port in the storm for those in need. It stands for opportunity and fairness. It stands for diversity and healing. It stands for me, again.
Now I’m not done ranting about McCain and Palin because I believe they should be questioned about and held accountable for the manner in which they conducted their campaign. You know, that whole pesky history repeating itself, learn from the past train of thought. But I will try to start also raving about the good, the hopeful, the promising details. So I officially will start awarding gold stars to those who strive and fight for something better, something fair and good, something decent and commendable. And I am honored to award my first gold star to President-elect Barack Obama. God be with you, sir. You will need all the help you can get cleaning up the mess left by the current administration. January 20th can’t come soon enough.