Well, the day is upon is. Tomorrow morning, my neighbor and I will head up the street to the fire academy and cast our vote. After a long tense day, we’ll come home from work and sit on my couch — must as we did 4 years ago — and fret as the returns come in.
I dunno. I’m trying to be optimistic, hoping against hope that sanity will win out in the end. We’re all looking at polls and listening to whichever pundits echo our own views, leading to a certainty that our candidate will win. We can all hope, you know?
What will we do if the unthinkable happens? You know what really bothers me? The idea that so many people will actually vote to put that man back into office, with all the evil and contemptable people that surround him. My fellow Americans, who I just can’t understand. That, more than anything, is what is horrifying me.
If Bush prevails tomorrow, do you think there will be a mass exodus of people leaving the country? Will people abandon the ideals of America to the force of these radical ideologues, or will they stay and try to keep fighting them?
It’s a creepy feeling, this teetering on the brink, not knowing which way it’s all going to fall.
