I can’t wait until Tuesday night. If I were the praying type, I’d be praying obsessively for an Obama victory. Instead, I’m obsessively following the news on the Internet, scouring the pages for any and all signs of a Democratic victory.
Although I am confident, I’m also very nervous. It would be heartbreaking if McCain and Palin won – he’s too unpredictable and hot-headed, and she’s plain dumb, and it would be shameful for her to become vice president, let alone the first woman vice president. I mean, did you hear the recording of her speaking to the fake French president Sarkozy? I don’t know what’s worse – the fact that her handlers are idiots who didn’t screen the call, or Palin, for being so gullible that she had a seven-minute conversation with the impostor (we learned from the prank that she doesn’t know who the prime minister of Canada is – which is extremely grave, considering she can also see Canada from her window).
The next years are about my children’s future. If all goes well, Chloe will be a sophomore in high school and Sophie fifth grader, when Obama leaves office. When I think about the opportunity the next eight years present – I would be crushed if they were squandered by a man who doesn’t even know how many homes he and his wife own, and his sidekick, who thinks that as VP she’ll be in charge of the U.S. Senate.