damn the muse

I'm ashamed to admit that I'm excited about tomorrow. I don't know exactly why it's shameful just yet, other than the fact that my roommate grimaced, and I'm still watching Gilmore Girls and Veronica Mars. It's all about the numbers I guess. It's like watching a football or soccer (real football) game. If my favorite team is playing, I turn into a screaming wild thing that accidently alienates everyone around me. I can't help it, and it's quite fun.

I'm hopeing for quite a winning score.

The only disappointing thing about this whole election is the atmosphere. I'm starting to think that whomever does get elected President won't change much. Too many people are playing the blame game, and it's so easy to say that all Republicans are evil, and that Democrats deserve to be shot. Will a new President, or an old one close the gap and try to make things better?

I hate reading blogs that talk about incidents of such unexplainable aggression when I know the same exists on the other side. Enough with the blame game.

I hate watching on the news that people are being threatened at poll sites. They're being told who they should vote for. Is this democracy, people? We will get nowhere if we start intimidating and fighting each other just to cast a vote. I really don't think the founding fathers had that in mind when they fought and won the war for our independance. Or are we so ignorant that we forget such an insignificant detail as that? After all, if the Pledge can be challenged, and more than half the nation doesn't know the words to the "Stars Bangled Banner" what else can we expect about our nation and its knowledge of its own history.

Stop the lying, stop with the threats, get the facts out, and tomorrow when the polls open make a choice and vote.

Oh, and this blog officially endorses me.