Last Minute Election Thoughts

What does one drink when watching the possible end of the Republic as we know it?

What does one drink when watching when the Republic as we know it survives?

Either way, there should be unhealthy snacks.

I think Harris is going to win. If she doesn’t, it is time to consider that the American Experiment is over and many American people are terribly diseased in mind and beyond healing.

Will I live to see the Electoral College abolished? No.

I am beginning to favor the dissolution of the United States, something akin to what transpires in the novel Ecotopia. Remember that groovy 70s novel? I think it may be time to reread that hippie classic.

I wonder what it’s like to be a high school social studies teacher right now? In big cities? In places like Drain or Klamath Falls? How are teachers teaching what is happening or what might happen? I’ve written many times that the rise and embrace of Donald Trump is proof that garden variety and super progressive American high school social studies teaching the past 30 years both totally failed.

The last Presidential election I lived in a dilapidated RV in one of the most conservative places in Oregon. This Presidential election I live in a $800,000 home in one of the most liberal places in Oregon. I prefer the latter to ride out the event.

The people I want in one room to discuss the state of America as the media announces the returns: George Washington, Harriet Tubman, Bob Dylan, Gore Vidal, Jimmy Carter and a random homeless person.

I never thought I’d live in a time when someone firebombs ballot drop boxes. That’s the kind of shit that goes on in South America! But wait, the Brazilians banned their would-be dictator from running again. We didn’t and the opportunity was right there, a few Republican Senators’ votes away.

I voted NO on ranked choice voting for statewide elections.

I have never missed voting in a primary or general election.

Dad and went through the ballot together and he voted. I said I didn’t think this would be his last Presidential election. He said, “I sure hope it is!”

If the polls are widely wrong (again), they must never be consulted by media organizations again.

That the Presidential race is a toss up is a testament to the utter failure of the Democratic Party to convey a winning message to a huge majority of poor and middle class American voters. They should be killing on the senior issues. They aren’t.

Consider this: There will be Grateful Dead fans that will vote for Trump.

I rarely write about politics on this blog (or in my journals). It’s just too exhausting.

I am writing this post listening to Portland’s socialist jazz station. Good ol’ socialism!

The political discussions we have in the dog park are very enjoyable to me. The men all loathe Trump and say so. The women support Trump and never enter into the discussions, but they eavesdrop all the time, then move away after hearing a salient point. I intuit they don’t have the guts or intelligence to take us on, especially since we are all friends and love our dogs.

I’m cooking a steak for Elmer the husky on election night. As Jim Harrison once wrote, “There is something about doing a favor for a dog that calms you down.”