It's 3:30 AM on November 11, 2008. It's supposed to be over. But I find myself still reloading the likes of FiveThirtyEight, Politico and Talking Points Memo. There are things I should be doing with my time that I'm not. There is no need to be so well-informed of the number of ballots counted in the Minnesota Senate race.
For a year at least I have plugged in and watched the polls. I hoped that November 5th would dawn a new day, that I would go out into the sunlight to join my brothers and sisters, the we we had been waiting for, and celebrate the change we brought. I thought I would crawl out of this coffee-stained hovel and check my mail for the first time this month. I thought I would close this many-tabbed browser, click off this laptop, and find on my desk a book. Yes, we can! Yes, we can! But, no, we can't.
It's 4:30 AM now. I've taken an hour to write this post because David Remnick distracted me by retelling the story of race in Obama's campaign. I give up. I am plugged and stuck. You win, Barack Obama, you win.
And so I join the commentariat.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
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