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Edited on Tue Feb-08-05 09:44 PM by TayTay
I find it absolutely fascinating the way some people describe this. (Yeah, that is a bit of an assh*ley statement to make. I'll get better, I promise.) There was an awful lot of emotional investment in getting * out of office. Everyone here knows how awful he is and I think we put a great deal of ourselves into the effort to get rid of him. I was (and am) absolutely, without a doubt, convinced that * is a horrible and destructive Pres. I wanted (and want) him gone from power. So there is that. I almost physically ached from wanting that bastard gone. Damn it, I even dreamed about it.
Like Whome, I have known and voted for John Kerry for a long time. As I have written before, I also kind of wasn't paying attention that closely to what he was doing for a long time. (So sue me.) I had it in my mind that he was doing a good job, that he was a very good Senator and that I could just trust the guy. I trusted him and kind of got lazy. It happens. But the Presidential campaign is so damn long and so damn intensively covered that I found myself taking another long look. (Which was extremely strange. I kept reading stuff and thinking in my head, "Why didn't I know that already? Wait, I did, I just forgot.")
I have had my political heart broken many times. After the first time, there is a sort of instinctual pulling back, of not wanting to commit fully because you can get hurt that way. (Hey, I'm human, I have my failings.) So I could talk about Kerry running for Pres in an intellectual way. (Emotionally involved? Nope, not me, I've been around the block a few times, I know it's not a sure thing. I'm not some dewey-eyed kid. Un-uh. Not me.) Then I started watching the speeches on C-Span and I volunteered. (Perfectly okay, that was a rational act. I can handle this.)
Well, the deeper we got into the campaign, the more I started to lose the emotional distancing. (Oh shit, and it was going so well.)Ask me anything. I read every damn book put out last year. I know every bastardly thing * or his pet, Cheney, have done. I have rational, explanable reasons for everything. I volunteered because I should advance the cause in my own way. Oh, and was that a twinge of pride I espy within at a hometown guy doing well? (Me? Miss Icecube? No, no. I know what I am doing. I can handle it.)
Well, you know the rest. I fell head-over-heels into political hope and love. (No, no, no, no! This can't be happening to me. Arrrrrrgggghhhh!) I did fight it. I tried to keep away from C-Span for hours at a time. But to no avail. A day with out checking in on the Kerry/Edwards campaign would have put me in the looney bin. And the more I saw Mr. Kerry, the more I hoped that he would be the one. The guy who would kick the evil *ies out on their ass. And you know, I should have paid more attention to him over the years. This guy is really, really good. And he is articulate. And I like his wife. And I like his family. And he is really, really smart. (Hopelessly in political love now. Sigh! I would have to turn in my membership card in 'Massholes 'R Us' if this kept up. We are blase and hard-to-impress, as a rule. Well that was out the window. Sigh!) I stopped dreaming about getting rid of * and had the occasional dream about Kerry. (Ahm, that was odd. When that happened I would try and take a mental vacation, go to the movies or something. But it is true. I was so intensely focused on this goal, it entered my dreams.)
Then came the almost was. Broke my frickin' heart. That was awful. And I had trouble detaching. So I came here to DU and then to this forum. And you guys helped me heal. And I found people who send out floatie hearts to pols. (How un-Massholey!) And it got better. I'm not all the way better (you never fall completely out of political love, that's not the way it works.) But it is getting better. Cuz I got a place to go where others understand. Thank gawd!
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