10 November 2008

So Your Candidate Didn't Win

Update December 2012: Oh how much changes in 4 years.

A 'get over it' Primer

When it comes to economics, foreign policy, the power of the Federal Government, and interpreting the Constitution, I consider myself a conservative. Take as little of my money as possible, stay out of my business, keep me and my family safe from external aggressors, and have a damned good reason for changing the Constitution before even thinking about it.
I also believe that the Federal government has no business telling me who to marry, what to smoke (rhetorically, speaking, of course, since I don't live in Massachusetts), whether or not to keep my baby (papa, don't preach), where to visit on the Internet, or to whom to speak.
You'd think I voted for Barr. I also believe that in this 2 party system a third party vote is wasted. Just like voting Republican in Maryland on a national ticket is a 'wasted vote'. But I did. Yes, I voted for John McCain. The John McCain who wasn't a mouthpiece for that worst part of the Republican Party, the social conservatives who don't care about government spending or the NSA (hi guys!) reading their e-mail so long as THE CHILDREN are safe and THE GAYS can't get married. The John McCain who was tenacious, clever, and not afraid to tell his own party to shove it when he disagreed. The John McCain I believed had been telling tales to the party base (the aforementioned SC block) so as to get enough votes to win the election. The John McCain who lost the election.
I maintain that he was the correct choice for President, that now President-Elect Obama could have used more experience on the national stage before ascending to the Presidency.
This is not a lament for a Presidency lost. No, my friends, though I consider myself a Republican I am also smart enough to realize that what is done is done, and immediately decrying this turn of events as Apocalypse is foolish and short-sighted. Any man who can withstand the rigors of a lengthy primary and general election cycle, continuously scrutinized and analyzed, and come out the other end the victor with relative numbers not seen since 1988 is a man to be reckoned with. A man to consider.
The man I didn't vote for but now find as my President-Elect.
President-Elect Obama deserves our - those of us who voted McCain, Barr, Nader, McKinney or Mouse (Mickey, Fascist Party) - respect and consideration. He said a lot about wise governance and the responsible actions of government. He's made many promises. He also has some dangerous ideas about Health Care and other social issues; but I'm going to give him a chance. I'm giving him a chance to succeed before I unleash any invective in web-log or conversation.
President-Elect Obama has already had a profound effect on our nation. My Black fellow citizens have with one voice seemed to indicate that now anything is possible; as though a great mental block has been removed from them, a weight lifted from their hearts. The entire world is celebrating the election of this man. The man I thought (in my admittedly less than expert, though still informed, opinion) wasn't ready for the job. People are going about their jobs with a bit more joy in their hearts, the country seems to glow with the freshness of a new bride. I'll confess to being affected by this some myself.
I'm tired of the constant complaints about the government, and I was really tired of the election politics. I believe that some of our good-feelings are simple relief that it's all over.
As a Republican I should by definition fear change (unless it's interest on a dollar, right?), but I often find change to be exciting. Quantum possibilities exist in a Schroedingerian state of what if, both good and bad, but still possible. Eventually they will collapse into the single reality of decisions made; and though we stand now on the cusp of a fresh administration brimming with possibilities, "Schroedinger's" laws, policies, and signing statements will rapidly coalesce over time into the legacy of an administration.
For now, I'm riding the quantum wave of possibility, tapping into some of that youthful enthusiasm I promised I wouldn't lose as my 20s turned into my 30s. I want to be inspired by a president who says mighty things, does mighty deeds, and ends his presidency as a man to be admired and emulated. I want to believe that even though I didn't vote for him that the evidence of positivity and unity I am seeing from this election will finally wash away much of the lingering bigotry and ignorant hatred born of fear.
This is the promise of American Democracy.

Victory is Mine!

No, this is not the long-awaited post-election essay where I posit how even though the candidate for whom I voted lost that the candidate who won deserves a chance to govern before we begin to criticize. No, my friends, I'm still marinating that post.
This victory is all the sweeter. It's likely genetic in nature, though to be honest scientists are still trying to figure out if our blessing (or curse, thinking about all those #$%^&^# pairs of scissors in elementary school) is indeed genetic, or if some set of factors (the hand of God) must be present in the womb for this wondrous ability to take shape.
Yes, friends, my sister has sent me photographic evidence that left-handedness is alive and well in the next generation of my family:



Let us all rejoice! I promise that he shall never suffer (long) the indignity of bad-scissors - those long-neglected paper-chewing apparati that are allowed to stand in for the fine instruments of atomic-rending that the other children use - or any of the other tricks I've learned. Mostly, that since we're lefties, we have the upper hand in any fight that begins with a handshake. I also plan to start petitioning his mother to put him in little league, given how valuable lefties are to the game of baseball.
Rejoice with me - I know of at least one confirmed leftie out there who reads this on occasion.
Victory is Ours.

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