all the places i could ever want to live went for Kerry
the mood of depression on campus was palpable today. it was very quiet but very tense yesterday, as the quad turned into a ghost town -everyone who could was out voting; everyone who couldn't was wishing they could-, but today, after the concession speech, there was a pall over the day. it didn't matter that the sun was shining and it was one of the last few truly beautiful days of the fall. i couldn't wear anything but black; and everywhere there were sad faces, quiet conversations, and little laughter.
CNN was blaring on the TV in uncle joe's today -not the usual afternoon court TV or Jerry Springer show, but CNN showing Kerry's concession speech, and analysis, and a constant rehash of Bush's win, rubbing salt into our liberal wounds. when Cheney came out to speak i turned up my music; when Bush came on i started shooting pool. tomorrow, or next week, or next month is soon enough to hear from him again. i've never seen that many people crammed into uncle joe's, staring at the TV in dismay, unwilling to accept that they already knew was true -Kerry had conceded the race, and they were stuck with the man they had worked so hard to dislodge for yet another four years. makes you wonder what good your vote is -those who voted absentee in swing states, because at least it could help there -if it were counted at all; those who are liberal voters who live in red america.
i don't know what to say. after all, we've had four years of this clown; what more damage internationally could he possibly do? like nicole reminded me, he's run out of troops to do anything -he can barely hold on to Iraq- and no congress would possibly authorise any more international expeditions. if rumours are true we will no longer face Rummie, thank god for small blessings. (now if the devil could kindly come and reclaim Cheney -but i suppose they don't want him either.) and domestic policy? well, i don't live here. why should i care?
but i do. i've lived here for four years; my friends have lived here all their lives, and will still be here after i go home. and i want to believe in an America that does stand for individual freedom -of a kind i don't often see at home-, and civil liberties, and the right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. and i guess i am terribly disappointed to be reminded, yet again, that the vast majority of America is not new york or chicago or san francisco.