The Day After...Dem's Whoops Heard Around the Nation...But Fall Deaf at the State Lines...Spiritual Healing for Political Bloggers...

I can't believe I'm sitting here depressed typing this thing. On the one hand, Dem's across the Nation are whooping and hollering this morning because a) They've regained control of the House, and b) just might gain control of the Senate. Which is good news in the sense that if the Dem's will do as promised in their campaign platforms they will bring our troops home soon, end our part in this ridiculous War for Spreading the Fruits of Democracy in a region that probably wouldn't know what to do with it once they got it anyway (if they ever wanted it in the first place, it always struck me that the Iraqi's main concern was getting rid of Saddam Hussein, and not so much a need to change a whole thought process, and/or idealism.) That's the good news.

The bad news is that for most of us who wanted a change in the Texas political landscape, Rick Perry was re-elected Governor of Texas, yesterday. A shining example to what big business, special interests, and a handful of prize-eyeing Mayors from a predominantly Democratic region of the State will get you. There was a certain bitterness in his acceptance speech last night as he addressed the voters who did not vote for him. Somewhat an "okay, you sonsofbitches" attitude deep inside his gut, twisting with hate, and disdain for any human being who felt he was not up to par enough to be our Governor. This is my opinion, mind you, but after thirty-three years on God's green Earth, I've learned to spot the bullshit from the truth, regardless of my immediate reactions, or any particular explanations. And a good percentage of the time, I've always been right, in spite of the outcome.

There was little I could do yesterday, except hope against hope Rick Perry would not be re-elected. I joked with a close friend of mine over emails that lighting candles, and taking spiritual barridas were not beneath me at this point, and that a lot of what makes this practice so popular makes it all the more feasible. This morning, I responded to another of his emails with the following:

(name withheld by author),

so much for candles, and spiritual baths...what a crock, eh? About the only good news shining brightly this morning is the fact that the Dem's have taken back the House, and we're still waiting to see if they took control of the Senate. As far as Texas is concerned, well, it must be true that 'the people get the government they deserve', which doesn't give people like us much to look forward to. I'm dealing with it, I guess, but as always it never ceases to amaze me what and who the people will vote for...Jesus, it's a never ending circle, isn't it? One step forward, two steps...yeah....

yours crossing black cats, and walking under ladders from now on,

Hector

(email response to friend regarding the outcome of yesterday's elections. Parts of which have been deleted for personal reasons)

(sigh)

That's where I'm at, at the moment, and I don't see my mood changing anytime soon. Political grieving comes no where near other losses, but there is a certain numbing pain that fixes itself to your brain like a leech. And as far as I know, there are no magic potions, candles, or baths to cure it....