November Eighth, 2022 – Day of Reckoning

I almost feel like adding between the date and the descriptor in the title above the sound effect, “dunt, dunt, DUUUHHHH!”  Reading it, it sounds overblown and comically self-serious.  But personally, it’s gratifying to think that I’ve managed to survive two years since the horrific 2020 election debacle and that Joe Biden has generated such animosity by his dumpster fire presidency that left, right and middle are almost unanimous in their appraisal of him as a failed president.

But more importantly, I am looking forward to knowing whether the electoral system in this country is salvageable or hopeless.  And that is something I’m waiting for with bated breath.  Because I’m just tired of thinking about it.  Thinking about it distracts me from too many other things that need to be attended to.  And the uncertainty prevents me from making decisions and makes me delay things that I could go forward with if I knew which way the world will be going.

I don’t know if I’m unique in this way of looking at things.  I guess I’ve always kind of obsessed about the political elections going on around me.  But since 2016 I’ve become extremely cynical about our country’s future.  Waking up to the reality of how the FBI operates and how partisan the whole administrative state is has lowered my opinion of our government to the point where I see no meaningful difference between it and East Germany or even Venezuela.  It’s power politics and corruption.  And respect for constitutional rights and freedoms is non-existent and not even a façade has been maintained.  The Left in government, corporations and academia wear their contempt for these things like a badge of honor.

At this point all I’m looking for is an answer.  I want to know if this is still the same country I used to belong to.  If it is they will reject Biden & Co. unmistakably.  He will lose both Houses of Congress convincingly.  If not then we are in a new place, post-America.  And at that point agonizing over elections is pointless, stupid and most importantly a waste of time.  So, the outcome of this election will be a clarifying moment, an epiphany.

In a real sense I’m actually hoping that the answer is that there is no hope.  I’m that tired of being disappointed.  If I don’t have to hope anymore, I can forget about the majority of people living in this country who aren’t on my side and concentrate on making my plans for me and mine.  I can take the measures that will hide and protect me from that majority and their representatives who have turned this country into a banana republic.  I can use this new found clarity to concentrate on making alliances with those who are on my side, or at least aren’t my sworn enemies.

And I can finally break away from obsessing about Tuesday nights in early November and start using my time for things that I enjoy and that provide some kind of return on investment.

So come on November Eighth, hurry up and get here.  Put an end to this whole stupid passion play that we reenact every two years or so.  Answer the question, thumbs up or thumbs down.  I no longer fear either answer.