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When did it get so close to election day?

Posted in Life, Politics with tags , , , , , , , , on August 13, 2012 by urbannight

I don’t have regular T.V. anymore. The cable bill was too much so I decided I was fine with Netflix and Hulu. As a result, all my election information is accessed over the internet. Newspapers, News Sites, Feeds, Blogs, Social Media. The result is, on one hand, a far more civilized race. Only in the sense that I don’t see the candidates attacking each other. I see people attacking one or the other, but not the candidates, for the most part. But it never felt like we were getting down to the nitty-gritty. Which means I really need to go change my address on my DL so I can reregister to vote. I had moved.

I rather dread this election. I don’t have a strong feeling for it. A year ago, I would have said it was the Republican’s election to lose. They couldn’t seem to field a single choice that was worth a vote. I’m not happy with some of the things Obama did. But I am starting to feel a terrible dread that Romney has a chance. Sometimes I feel like we are at the beginning of the end. That the extreme partisan politics is getting farther apart with each passing year and the rhetoric of the average person is getting more vitriolic.

I feel that, as a nation, we are on the verge of a violent precipice. The violence has already started, isolated but highly visible events, that will only start to increase. We have an economic model that is no longer sustainable and an environmental situation that may or may not already be at the point of no return. I feel like was are on the stop of a very slippery slope and about to slide down the other side and there is an essence of inevitability about it.

I wonder if it is better to let it all implode, explode, I’m not sure which is the correct term in this case. Part of me wishes it could have waited until I was gone. Or happened earlier when I was young enough to feel like I could be a vibrant part of it. As it is, I feel that the results of this election may be irrelevant. That the fallout, either way, will be dramatic. And the best anyone can do is batten down the hatches and try to survive it.