Terror

Allow me to get all political on your asses for a moment. Just a moment. I try to keep this blog fairly light-hearted, but this stuff really matters.

A lot of people I know have recently mentioned that they are scared about the upcoming election. I’m not scared. No, not me. No sirree Bob. No way Jose.

I’m terrified.

I’m terrified that a woman who doesn’t even know what the vice-president does could wind up an old man’s heartbeat away from the presidency. 

I’m terrified that the election of Bush II will further alienate the United States from the rest of the world. 

I’m terrified that there are people who are seriously listening to an unemployed plumber who isn’t even registered to vote.

I’m terrified that there are people out there who would say that I’m not a real American. 

I’m terrified at a country that might not be able to get past its own racism in order to vote for a non-white man for president.

I’m terrified that, due to the Bradley effect, all of the people who told pollsters that they’re voting for Obama will really be voting for McCain.

It’s a terrifying world that we live in. We have the potential to make some real change on Tuesday. I will be watching the election results with equal amounts of hope and terror. And probably with a drink in my hand. We’ve invited some friends over, because I figure that there is safety in numbers. Because I am terrified. Really and truly terrified.

It’s times like this that I am cheered by the fact that the Daily Show and John Stewart exist. And, should Obama win this election, we’re going to have one very funny president:

Don’t forget to vote tomorrow! (Unless you’re planning on voting for McCain… in which case you might as well sleep in)

(Kidding!)

(Sortof)