the day after

thank ceiling cat that it's over. i am still expressing no opinion, as
i do not care to be categorised as a 'kool-aid drinker' or a
'sexist/racist, ignorant conservative'.

i assure you that i am neither.

congratulations if your candidate(s) were victorious; this election
was a watershed event on many different fronts, and celebration is
most certainly in order.

if your candidate(s) were not, i offer that mccain's concession speech
was very dignified, heartfelt, and graceful; you should feel proud to
have supported such an honourable person.

again, thank ceiling cat that it is OVER.

my one moment of abject terror came out in botany bay as i caught the
tail end of a news report on the radio (it was actually the word
'panther' which snapped me out of my reverie) that said '...panthers
at the polling place, threatening and intimidating voters; one of the
panthers is said to be waving a nightstick, and, when asked by poll
workers to leave, refused. police are expected...'.

::gasp::...my tammany mommany?

now don't you know i about shit right there; i must have turned white
with shock -- i honestly heard ringing in my ears. i mean, last i
checked, voter intimidation was a pretty serious event. i was fumbling
for my cell phone to get a hold of meg and work out how we were going
to get ol' batshit tweed bailed out of jail (to hell with bella,
loonie, toonie, and sizzle chest) when they recapped and explained
that it was the *black* panthers, not the batshit-grey panthers.

sigh. so much for my mommy's dream of a grey panther political machine
here in happy valley. making the news would have made them happy.

so how was *your* day?