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Right now the freepers are going through the Five Stages of Right Wing Grief:
Denying that they've been spending eight years supporting a worthless, soul-destroying quarterwit who makes John Dillinger look law-abiding.
Angry that the person they chose to replace him was a senile old bastard whose running mate was the best thing to ever happen to the Democratic Party.
Bargaining with judges all the way up to the Supreme Court to declare Obama to be Kenyan by birth so they can "overturn" the election, apparently not realizing that if Obama really WAS disqualified from being president there's this old white guy from Delaware who'd move into the White House instead of the Naval Observatory on January 20.
Depression at the realization that their party has died and ain't nothin' bringing it back.
Acceptance of the reality they're going to have to either evolve or die.
They're currently somewhere between Anger and Bargaining. Depression comes next year, and they'll never reach Acceptance.
Similarly, we're going through the stages of Liberal Grief:
Denying we're not going to have a worthless, soul-destroying, capital murderer to push around anymore, so we take it out on the good president we elected by screaming about the right-wing nutcase preacher he chose to give a two-minute speech--not noticing that he didn't give the right-wing nutcase preacher a seat at the policy table.
Angry that Ann Coulter et al have bombarded the airwaves, newspapers, etc., etc., etc., with their spiteful crap about our good leaders, instead of coming to the realization every television made has two very strange controls they may never have used--one of them turns the channel to one that doesn't have psychopaths like Sean Hannity on it, and the other turns the set off so you can go out and beautify your neighborhood by pulling up all the McCain-Palin campaign signs.
Bargaining with Mr. Obama to drive up to the White House TODAY and tell Shrub it would be more than okay if he took a vacation at the Pig Farm until oh...maybe January 19, not accepting that, right now, the Pig Farm is completely deserted. Not even a pair of Bush's presidential-seal sox are there. Nor will they ever BE because he's never going back. President Obama should declare it the George W. Bush Memorial High Level Nuclear Waste Dump.
Depression because we know that as fucked as this country is thanks to Bush's last eight years, he has another 25 days to run completely amok. This should be tempered by the knowledge we elected a man who's smart and ambitious enough to undo Bush's malfeasance.
Acceptance that we really did elect a great man on November 4, and things will get better.
And right now...whatever holiday you celebrate at this time of year, celebrate it well.
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