Time Once Again
Today will be yet another installment of “I Just Can’t Wait to be King.”
Today’s episode will no doubt feature bunches of misogynistic television anchors, dozens of panting, genuflecting, and possibly fainting bloggers and commentors, and hundreds of troll attacks by people who will either dismiss and disrespect us poor, hysterical women – or else play that favorite concern-troll card, “Can’t We All Just Get Along (since your candidate is obviously hysterical, crazy, psycho, and a girl!)?”
Kentucky/Oregon primary day promises to be full of all the bloviating bullshit we’ve seen in previous episodes.
Watch as Obama is blown away in one state, wins by a narrow margin in yet another, and (possibly) crowns himself the nominee of 46 states – two of which (plus US territory, Puerto Rico) haven’t voted yet, and two of which are being ignored by the precious, presumptuous nominee and the DNC.
I’m ready though. My supplies are laid in, my ISP has been paid finally (^@#%$@ to effin’ ISPs who can’t enter a card number correctly), and I’m mentally-girded for the long, long day ahead.
And for this evening, when the returns come in:
Aspirin to deal with headaches brought on by supposed journalists fawning over the Presumptuous One? Check.
Wine bottle for the drinking games? Check. (And just how many times will a “journalist” tell us it’s all over and tell Hillary Clinton to leave the race now before she destroys the party?)
Pillow to scream into so the neighbors don’t call the police thinking I’m being murdered when all I’m doing is venting my frustration with the so-called Democratic party that is forcing a candidate down our throats while trying to force another out before the convention despite the fact that no contender for the Democratic nomination was ever forced out by the party prior to the convention, no matter how badly they were losing in the delegate count…until now (see also: Jackson, Jesse and Kennedy, Edward)? Check.
Tissues because I’m just an emotional, hormonal, hysterical, angry woman who’ll probably cry again if one more of her heroes leaves his principles behind to jump on the Obandwagon (and yes, John Edwards, I’m talking to you.)? Check.
List of reasons why I should vote for a Democrat even if it’s one I don’t particularly like and think would be as damaging, if not more so, than George W. Bush has been? *sigh* Check.
I have a feeling I’m going to need either strong drink or large bribes to actually pull that lever come November.