I will never forget the night of the election last November. I will never forget that sudden turn-around, between 8:30 and 9:00, CST. I started crying at about 9 that night. I cried myself to sleep. I woke up crying the next day and I cried all day long, and cried myself to sleep again. The same thing on Thursday. I didn’t stop completely until late Friday afternoon. My husband was getting worried. I haven’t cried that much since my mother died.
I was crying because I knew that the Truth had lost the election, and Lies had won it, whether fairly or not. When lies win anything, can it be fair, even if the votes are cast and counted fairly? All the hell I want now is the Truth.
I want to know the truth about what the Bush Junta has actually been doing. I want to know what they’ve been up to. They are squatting in my house.
And that’s the other reason I cried so much when Bush got this 2d term by hook and by crook: by picked audiences, vicious smear jobs on honorable men and women, and heavily laundered money – You Republicans tend to forget very Goddamned easily that the White House belongs to us, to the people. You have no Divine Right to rule America.
Governing is not a game and we are not your playthings. We are this country and you have no right at all to ever impugn the patriotism of a single one of us. You have no right at all to lie to us about anything having to do with governing our country. You are beholden to us, and to us alone.
If you Republicans are going to always insist on learning this the hard way, so be it. May this lesson be so hard that you finally get some understanding about what America really is supposed to be about. And may it keep you the minority party until you finally do understand.