The Day Before Tomorrow

It’s already Tuesday here, in Oz.  My fellow Americans are all bedding down for the night, happy in the knowledge that their long, national nightmare is nearly over.  The political ads will soon cease, and what we’ll be left with is a yawning abyss of economic suicide otherwise known as the Romney Administration, or the slow but steady rebuilding of America that wil be Obama Redux.    I’m fairly certain the outcome will be the latter, for two reasons.   First, I’ve been following Nathan Silver’s blog and unless there’s something very subtle and yet very hugely wrong with his methodology, his analysis is pretty sound. And, second, even though I’ve seen GWB ascend to and maintain the office of POTUS for a miserable eight years, I have this irrational yet undying belief that there are still a sufficiently large number of my compatriots who have enough brain cells (i.e. greater than, say ten) to understand just how important it is to re-elect Obama.

What I’m a bit more concerned about are the congressional races.   The good news is that Akins’ and Mourdock’s self-destructive strategies will work brilliantly: both will — and SHOULD — lose (or fail to gain) the seats they seek.   The Democrats’ Senate majority, however, is still a bit shaky and I’ll feel better not only if they hold on to it, but if they’ll also give Harry Reid a nice watch, a great party, and a nice, comfy place by the window, but keep him as far away from the legislative process as possible, other than to vote as he’s told to.     The House, of course, is the real worry.  Democrats are in peril, shockingly enough, of losing seats, so I’ll be glad if they simply hang on to what they have.    Any gain will be icing on the cake.

I got into a bit of a … discussion … the other day with someone on FB and pointed out that his kids and mine will be left to clean up a Romney/Republican-made mess, or benefit greatly from a second Obama term.   His response was to set his own hair on fire and scream at me for “bringing our kids into this”, and summarily bowed out of the discussion.   In fact, for all our arguing and hand-wringing and all the energies over which candidate or which policy, it is PRECISELY about our kids and the country and the future we will leave to them.   It seems incredible to me that anyone with children would enter a voting booth without thinking to themselves Which of these candidates will do better not just for me, but for my children, too?

When I look at my kids, all of them grown now, two with families of their own, I see the future, I see tomorrow.   I don’t really think much about the future beyond their lifetimes.  Maybe my thinking is too restricted, too temporally parochial.   I will; certainly never see all their tomorrows with my own eyes, but, I can help to see that tomorrow is better than today, and far better than yesterday.    We all can.  And should.  Never in my lifetime has the political landscape been so stark, and the choice so clear, the consequences so far-reaching.  The tomorrow I wish for, and for which I cast my vote (via absentee ballot) over a month ago  is one in which intelligence is valued and praised, not mocked, in which reason, not religion, forms the foundation of public policy, in which my daughters and grand-daughters will not be subject to the superstitious, misogynist whim of men, and in which all of my children live in a country that is truly of, for, and by the people.    This tomorrow will never be possible if Romney is elected.    May that tomorrow never come.

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