Evil Wayne

Exercising our (thus far) Constitutionally protected rights this morning and I find that I can't even listen to NPR on the way into work. I'm so nervous about the outcome overall. For the last week and a half, I've only been skimming the political blogs and news sites I hit during lunch. I'm trying extremely hard not to buy into any foregone conclusions that the Democrats will retake anything at this point. 

It's the last time (please God, let it be the last time) we get to vote on anything resembling the policies of the Chimpinator and his band of thugs. I got so burned in 2004 that I can't allow too much hope to seep in, less I spend the rest of the month curled into the fetal position, crying like a little girl.

So, today I'm trying to completely avoid all my regular news sites haunts. No Daily Kos, no Huffington Post, no Washington Monthly, or any of the rest. No regular news sites either. I've done my part, now I just want to sit in a little bubble of unreality for the short term, unassailed by the various polling reports, the talking head predictions that will cast the tide one way or the other. Whatever will be, will be and I can learn about it late tonight or possibly tomorrow (but I honestly think I won't make it that long). 

I'm still keeping my fingers crossed that most of America will do the right thing. But I've been here before and, to date, "America" and the "right thing" aren't on the same page. Hell, they aren't even in the same book.