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Two days after

Posted on November 4, 2004 Written by Diane

Took me a while to even come back to the computer. I will let others do the talking for me:

Digby has it right:

The reason Bush won is because he eked out a victory in Ohio, period. That is the only number that matters in this presidential election and it doesn’t represent a gigantic sea change in America. Bush won that small victory in Ohio because an unprecedented number of conservative evangelicals came out to vote. And, the “American Heartland value” that energized them was an amendment to the state constitution that not only defined marriage as between a man and a woman but also barred public institutions, such as universities, from providing health insurance and other benefits to domestic partners.

“This was the issue that delivered Ohio for President Bush,” said Phil Burress, who spearheaded the Issue 1 campaign. “We mailed out 2.5 million bulletins to 17,000 churches. We called 2.9 million homes and identified 850,000 supporters. We called every one of those supporters on Monday and urged them to vote Yes on 1.”

(I guess we now know why they panicked about Mary Cheney, don’t we? )

My question is this. Is there any combination of issues upon which we Democrats could accomodate these people that doesn’t include backing anti-gay measures like that? In other words, as long as the Democratic party believes in equal rights for gay people is there a snowball’s chance in hell that we will be able to tear the religious vote away from the party that doesn’t with outreach to “heartland values?”

I doubt it. In fact, I think that we are talking about a wedge issue that is insurmountable. Civil rights are a fundamental matter of principle, not a position on specific programs or tax cut legislation. And I don’t see any possibility that we will be able to make inroads with people who believe that homosexuality is a sin as a matter of bedrock religious belief. We can field a candidate who runs a campaign like a tent revival, but this is one of those issues that can’t be finessed. As long as we believe in the separation of church and state and back civil rights for gays we are not going to get the conservative Christian vote. We just aren’t.

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The ever-eloquent David Neiwert speaks to my very real fears about where this country is heading:

So I’m not terribly interested right now in all this talk of “building bridges” either, because it has a distinctly hollow ring.

Sure, I understand that liberals got nasty this year. But then, Republicans have always been eager to dish it out and unable to take it. Let’s not kid around: We all know where this fight started.

But I’ll tell you what, all you conservatives who want us to bow and scrape at the altar of your newfound civility. I’ll maybe start thinking you’re sincere about “restoring civility” and “turning down the hate” when I stop seeing and hearing the following — not just from the bottom feeders like Adam Yoshida, but leading conservatives like Bill Bennett, Rush Limbaugh, Sean Hannity and Ann Coulter:

— That liberals are the root of all evil.
— That liberals are innately treasonous.
— That they are internal enemies on a par with Al Qaeda.
— That they are responsible for conservative failures.
— That electing a liberal president would bring the end of the republic.
— That the nation would be better off if liberals were just eliminated.

I’ll start to believe you’re sincere about civility when I’m no longer reading books with titles on these subjects, and seeing them reach the bestseller lists.

Most of all, I’ll think there might be something to this civility thing when I see actual conservatives start standing up for basic human decency — which at one naïve time in my life I actually believed conservativism stood for — and publicly repudiating these people.

But when I read and hear these things, and I look around for supposedly decent conservatives to say something, what do I hear?

Silence.

That speaks all the volumes that need be spoken between us. And will be, for the foreseeable future.

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And, lastly but certainly not leastly (except in the electoral vote count), Adam Felber in ’08, baby!

[Former candidate Felber, flanked by his family and supporters, steps up to the podium in the bright autumn sunlight. Cheers and applause are heard.]

My fellow Americans, the people of this nation have spoken, and spoken with a clear voice. So I am here to offer my concession. [Boos, groans, rending of garments]

I concede that I overestimated the intelligence of the American people. Though the people disagree with the President on almost every issue, you saw fit to vote for him. I never saw that coming. That’s really special. And I mean “special” in the sense that we use it to describe those kids who ride the short school bus and find ways to injure themselves while eating pudding with rubber spoons. That kind of special.

I concede that I misjudged the power of hate. That’s pretty powerful stuff, and I didn’t see it. So let me take a moment to congratulate the President’s strategists: Putting the gay marriage amendments on the ballot in various swing states like Ohio… well, that was just genius. Genius. It got people, a certain kind of people, to the polls. The unprecedented number of folks who showed up and cited “moral values” as their biggest issue, those people changed history. The folks who consider same sex marriage a more important issue than war, or terrorism, or the economy… Who’d have thought the election would belong to them? Well, Karl Rove did. Gotta give it up to him for that. [Boos.] Now, now. Credit where it’s due.

I concede that I put too much faith in America’s youth. With 8 out of 10 of you opposing the President, with your friends and classmates dying daily in a war you disapprove of, with your future being mortgaged to pay for rich old peoples’ tax breaks, you somehow managed to sit on your asses and watch the Cartoon Network while aging homophobic hillbillies carried the day. You voted with the exact same anemic percentage that you did in 2000. You suck. Seriously, y’do. [Cheers, applause] Thank you. Thank you very much.

There are some who would say that I sound bitter, that now is the time for healing, to bring the nation together. Let me tell you a little story. Last night, I watched the returns come in with some friends here in Los Angeles. As the night progressed, people began to talk half-seriously about secession, a red state / blue state split. The reasoning was this: We in blue states produce the vast majority of the wealth in this country and pay the most taxes, and you in the red states receive the majority of the money from those taxes while complaining about ’em. We in the blue states are the only ones who’ve been attacked by foreign terrorists, yet you in the red states are gung ho to fight a war in our name. We in the blue states produce the entertainment that you consume so greedily each day, while you in the red states show open disdain for us and our values. Blue state civilians are the actual victims and targets of the war on terror, while red state civilians are the ones standing behind us and yelling “Oh, yeah!? Bring it on!”

More than 40% of you Bush voters still believe that Saddam Hussein had something to do with 9/11. I’m impressed by that, truly I am. Your sons and daughters who might die in this war know it’s not true, the people in the urban centers where al Qaeda wants to attack know it’s not true, but those of you who are at practically no risk believe this easy lie because you can. As part of my concession speech, let me say that I really envy that luxury. I concede that.

Healing? We, the people at risk from terrorists, the people who subsidize you, the people who speak in glowing and respectful terms about the heartland of America while that heartland insults and excoriates us… we wanted some healing. We spoke loud and clear. And you refused to give it to us, largely because of your high moral values. You knew better: America doesn’t need its allies, doesn’t need to share the burden, doesn’t need to unite the world, doesn’t need to provide for its future. Hell no. Not when it’s got a human shield of pointy-headed, atheistic, unconfrontational breadwinners who are willing to pay the bills and play nice in the vain hope of winning a vote that we can never have. Because we’re “morally inferior,” I suppose, we are supposed to respect your values while you insult ours. And the big joke here is that for 20 years, we’ve done just that.

It’s not a “ha-ha” funny joke, I realize, but it’s a joke all the same.

Being an independent candidate gives me one luxury – as well as conceding the election today, I am also announcing my candidacy for President in 2008. [Wild applause, screams, chants of “Fel-ber! Fel-ber!] Thank you.

And I make this pledge to you today: THIS time, next time, there will be no pandering. This time I will run with all the open and joking contempt for my opponents that our President demonstrated towards the cradle of liberty, the Ivy League intellectuals, the “media elite,” and the “white-wine sippers.” This time I will not pretend that the simple folk of America know just as much as the people who devote their lives to serving and studying the nation and the world. They don’t.

So that’s why I’m asking for your vote in 2008, America. I’m talking to you, you ignorant, slack-jawed yokels, you bible-thumping, inbred drones, you redneck, racist, chest-thumping, perennially duped grade-school grads. Vote for me, because I know better, and I truly believe that I can help your smug, sorry asses. Vote Felber in ’08! Thank you, and may God, if he does in fact exist, bless each and every one of you.

[Tumultuous cheers, applause, and foot-stomping. PULL BACK to reveal the rest of the stage, the row of cameras, hundreds of unoccupied chairs, and the empty field beyond.]

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Voting day

Posted on November 2, 2004 Written by Diane

I woke up with a start at 6:30 this morning, without the aid of my two-legged two-year-old alarm clock. Because I realized with a flash there was something very, very important I forgot to do today and I had to make sure I did it. You know I’ve been obsessing about this, right?

At 6:30 am I realized I’d forgotten to turn in my Latin homework. (Yes, I’m trying to do the Latin again.)

After I sent my homework off, I moved like a busy bee getting everything ready: lunches, breakfasts, suites of kids’ clothes. Got everyone fed, got everyone dressed. Darin came with to drop the kids off at school, and then we went to go vote.

We spent a long time last night going over the California ballot, which was just crammed chock-full of races and propositions and initiatives. My friend Pooks in Texas told me her ballot had exactly one question on it and I snarled. Darin and I pulled up SmartVoter’s site, and the San Jose Mercury, and the San Jose Metro (the alternative paper) to see what they had to say. The only one worth looking at was SmartVoter, a site I highly recommend. It has everyone’s ballot, the statements for and against propositions, and candidate statements.

Hey Pooks: Because of SmartVoter, I even managed to figure out who to vote for for the school board. Yay, me.

There was a line at the voting place—maybe 10 to 12 people ahead of us when we got there. Considering the previous times we’ve voted at this precinct and had no one else there, this was quite a lot of people. The holdup was the electronic cards for the Sequoia touchscreen machines: the precinct only had a few of them, so everyone who had checked in had to wait for one of the cards to become available. There were 5 voting booths (up from the normal 2 or 3) but the line moved very slowly because most of the voters were elderly and having a terrible time reading the screen.

Worst problem I saw: One old woman had managed to enter the polling place through a second door (which was supposed to be locked to keep just this very thing from happening) and stood in the wrong line for an hour, which made her upset. She ended up signing in behind another woman who was extremely upset that this old woman was trying to vote before her. The poll workers were having none of Ms. Snippy and gave the old woman (who had many people vouching for her presence for the past hour) a card.

Unfortunately, the touchscreen ballot did not give the races in the same order as they appeared in the ballot (so there was much flipping of sample ballot pages), and it crammed so many things on per screen that I had to double-check everything I did. At the end it gave me a summary of how I voted; whether the machine actually records them that way (ha, ha) I don’t know.

I got my big “I voted Touchscreen!” sticker and slapped it on immediately.

However, my tension level hasn’t gone down any. Yes, I’ve voted (woot!), but I have to wait an extremely long time to start hearing about exit polls and results. Dammit, I’m trying to grow my nails, not bite them to the quick again.

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Stolen Kerry-Edwards sign

Posted on November 1, 2004 Written by Diane

I just noticed someone stole our Kerry-Edwards sign. Must have happened last night, when there was plenty going on and no one to notice.

They’re stealing signs in my neighborhood? Not exactly the ritzy neighborhood ever, but it’s pretty up there…and it’s pretty Democratic. These guys must be very, very worried.

Hey, sign-stealers: when you have to steal political signs to feel good about yourself? It’s time to get a new hobby. You’re a loser.

Update: The floor guy came by to remeasure the stairs in my house (I am desperate to get hardwood floors in here, because we have the most godawful shade of orange carpeting that has horrible stains in it) and I mentioned the sign getting stolen. He chuckled and told me about how the neighbors on either side of his house had Kerry/Edwards bumperstickers on their cars that got spraypainted with black paint.

Yow. It’s everywhere.

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