Frankly, I cannot wait for the election to be over and for President Obama to win re-election and allow the Repubs to go lick their wounds and dream of future domination.
My African husband can’t seem to get enough news. It is a steady stream of MSNBC over here. If I could hook him up to an IV of straight Democratic news, I would. Then I wouldn’t have to listen to Ed Shultz any more.
When I visit my uber Republican mother, she shakes her head in my general direction, declares that nothing can be done with me, and expresses her sheer terror at the possibility of an Obama re-election. Questioning her on this gets me no where…why? What is so different about America now than four years ago? From my perspective, I have great health insurance through the full time job my husband has had for the past 18 months. Life seems better. She remains horrified.
And mostly, I want to take her by the shoulders and give her a good shake the next time she says, “I do not understand how someone as smart as you are could be a Democrat.”
Why am I Democrat? Because my religious faith says that I have to give a shit about others, that’s why. I think everyone has a right to live a dignified life and have access to health care. I’ve worked with immigrants. I’ve worked with the poor. I understand how our current system closes them off from the opportunity that the Repubs love to tout as a way to “pull yourself up.” I know that the gap between the haves and have nots is ever widening and most importantly I understand how the “haves” who hold power are ensuring that it remains so forever.
I do not want true socialism. I do not want communism.
I want everyone to have a chance.
After I wrote this, I went and took a shower. Something about hot water + scalp massage gets a girl thinking. I considered the incredibly humanitarian work that our former Democratic Presidents Clinton and Carter have embarked upon. Incredible work. The former Republican Presidents Bush? Reagan? Ford? What did they do after they left office, other than build libraries in their memory?