It is quite strange being in another state on election day. We're getting the numbers on the big race, but you're not going to get your local politics in a hotel room in Charleston, SC. So, we were on the cell phone as we walked Charleston's streets after dinner, and at that moment it looked somewhat promising. We had hope. Mongiardo was winning. Kerry was polling well. As midnight rolled around and we knew nothing would be decided soon, we still had a glimmer of hope. Bunning had indeed pulled it off but there were still votes to be counted in Ohio.
The next day the hope had vanished. We watched Kerry concede from an Irish pub over lunch. We arrived back in Hilton Head to my dad proclaiming, "Here come the sad Democrats". Later that night, while watching The West Wing, I called my sister back during a commercial to hear "Ha Ha, my guy won". What is it about Republicans and ridicule? Would I have behaved similarly if Kerry had won? I hope not.
The thing I am most irritated about is "the mandate". 51% to 49% is not a mandate; its by the skin of your teeth, by a nose in a photo finish, by the hair of your chiny chin chin.
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Just keep watching the West Wing. That's what I'm going to do. In the meantime, I actually, finally, at long last found a bright side to this whole mess. New York (and we all remember what happened in New York in 2001) went blue! Small comfort, but it's good to know that "those ingrate libruls" really know what's what.
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