Over the past six years or so, I know that I’ve made the, “We live in fictional times,” observation at least a few dozen times. It always seems like just when you think things can’t possibly get any weirder, they do. The whole thing reads like a poorly written pulp paperback… My concern is that tomorrow things will take another unforeseen turn that none of us in our wildest dreams could have imagined. And, if I suspected as much yesterday, today I’m absolutely certain of it.
What are the chances that Obama’s grandmother — the woman who raised him —would die today, the day before the election that very well might put him into the White House? If I were better read, I’m sure I could come up with a better analogy in literature, but all I could think about when I read the news was that critical moment in Star Wars when Obi-Wan Kenobi chooses to leave this corporeal world in order to give Luke Skywalker the spiritual strength he needed to battle Darth Vader. I’m not suggesting that McCain is the ultimate evil in the universe, or that Obama’s grandmother was some kind of ass-kicking futuristic samurai warrior, but it just seems too… well… fictional.
My hope is that tomorrow’s the end of it, though. I’m tired of the rollercoaster ride of the last eight years. No matter how invigorating the might be, I don’t want any more sudden turns. I just want a good, old-fashioned election, where the winner is announced and that’s it. I don’t want riots. I don’t want the Supreme Court deciding our President. I don’t want aliens to descend on earth. I don’t want rivers boiling with blood. I don’t want to see dogs and cats lying down together. I just want a decisive, boring win.
And, if there is any funny business tomorrow, I don’t want Obama to walk away quietly like Gore and Kerry did, thinking that it would be best for the nation. I want him to fight with everything he’s got. I don’t want to sit by and see yet another election stolen…. Hopefully his grandmother will give him the strength he needs to fight.
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Wait a minute—
you DON’T want to see cats and dogs lying down together??
Great.
What am I going to do with all of these DVDs???
And what’s to become of the third installment of my “Ruff-Ruff and Tinkles” trilogy??
Submit them to America’s Funniest Home Videos, P.K.McBurroughs. They’re sort of the national repository of such material.
Ahaaaaaa!
Thanks for the tip, Robert!
It’ll be nice to give Ruff-Ruff and Tinkles a happy home. Although, truth be told, I think Ruff-Ruff was always a little happier with the arrangement.
All that tail-wagging was a giveaway.
Wolf Blitzer should have worn a cape like Obi-Wan Kenobi’s when he was talking to that hologram of Jessica Yellin.
Yellin did play a good Princess Leia, though she was obviously uncomfortable with it.