Sunday, November 02, 2008
Chronic Underestimation v. Anticipation
I’m in a real pickle about this upcoming presidential election. If I say that Barack Obama is going to blow the barn doors off the thing, I will immediately be accused of jinxing Obama and screwing up everything. The people I know and the pundits on TV are all aware that Obama is ahead in the polls, but no one wants to jump the gun and just say it.
Heck, I’m a bit scared myself. The 24-hour news cycles have me prepared for a political catastrophe of indescribable origin, by staging scenarios in which John McCain could suddenly pull ahead. No one knows what fate has planned (accept for most pollsters), but there is a vague possibility of frozen Hell and bird-pigs soaring over our heads - or so I am told. It seems unreasonable to me, but I get the impression from cable news people that I shouldn’t count Grampy out. Why not?
What if Obama wins? I know it’s crazy to expect a guy so far ahead in national polls to actually win the contest, but what if Obama can do it? Someone has to plan for victory here, just in case.
The only thing holding me back from being overly optimistic is one man: George W. Bush. Twice we gave him the keys to our country, our just washed and waxed country with a full tank of gas. The first time out he drove us into a ditch. The second time he drove the ditch off a cliff. You would think we Americans might have been wiser the second time, and obviously there is something wrong with us. People in this country are capable of screwing up and I thank Blind Justice Lady everyday because George W., by law, can’t have a third term. That is to say, unless McCain wins. Then the US would go to places only Dante has been. And believe me when I say Dante knows of Hell.
On the other hand, for the first time ever in the US, early voters are making a clear case for Obama. They seem to be coming out from all corners to stand in line – sometimes for several hours. Most of them are Democrats. None of them are afraid to dream. Even for a small while – as long as it takes to refocus their eyes.
I am telling you right now, my house is going to be noisy Tuesday night.