And let’s be frank. He might win it. This is clearly a testing time for Obama supporters. But I want to return to a point I made a few years ago during the Social Security battle with President Bush. Winning and losing is never fully in one’s control — not in politics or in life. What is always within our control is how we fight and bear up under pressure. It’s easy to get twisted up in your head about strategy and message and optics. But what is already apparent is that John McCain is running the sleaziest, most dishonest and race-baiting campaign of our lifetimes. So let’s stopped being shocked and awed by every new example of it. It is undignified. What can we do? We’ve got a dangerously reckless contender for the presidency and a vice presidential candidate who distinguished her self by abuse of office even on the comparatively small political stage of Alaska. They’ve both embraced a level of dishonesty that disqualifies them for high office. Democrats owe it to the country to make clear who these people are. No apologies or excuses. If Democrats can say at the end of this campaign that they made clear exactly how and why these two are unfit for high office they can be satisfied they served their country.
I refuse to do it, do you hear me? I’m notnursing the Internet through another loss. I’m not making younurse ME through another loss. No. NO NO NO NO NO. No. I refuse. I quit the Internet. I quit the world. I quit the sandbox. I will turn this whole blog around and you will go home and you will go to your rooms and you will all go to bed without supper.
I admit it. Lukewarm on Obama for months. Pissed at him for a good long while. Pissed at him about gay marriage, pissed at him about FISA, pissed at him for the parts of his fan club that suck … whatever. Seriously, whatever. Go ahead and tell me later that you told me so, go ahead, if it makes you feel better. Go ahead and say whatever you need to say, because I’m done. Sod it. Done. He’s getting money today. I’m sick of this shit. I’m sick of feeling helpless and freaking out. I’m sick of eating Cheetos and avoiding the question. I’m notdoing this again.