Well, the House is... I was going to say "ours," but as I've stated before, I'm not a registered Democrat.
Fuck it. It's ours.
It's been confiscated from a ruling body that has lost its touch with the voters. Lost touch with reality. I don't often do optimism here, unless it's hedged with cynicism, but again, fuck it. The House of Reps has been taken back for the politically aware; for those unable to settle for the status quo. That's my projection. It's been declared definitively for the Democrats--those projections have already stood up-- lets see if mine does.
Yes. I'm being generous. It's a testament to how fed up I've been for the last six fucking years. I remember when I thought that Gore had won, and later I remember my blood boiling as I heard Bush stumble through his innagural address as I was sitting in my friend John's room on a break from trying to compose a ska song--him on his epiphone faux-strat, me on my trumpet. This is the best I've felt about the political landscape since then.
The Senate? I've yet to hear it said one way or the other. As of now I'm holding out hope. Though I'm pissed at Joe Lieberman, who may have turned out to be the spoiler in all of this. Am I pissed because of his politics? Yes, but that's not the reason I am today. Am I pissed because he chose to run as an independant when he knew he couldn't make it as a Democrat? No. As an Independant, I can somewhat admire that. I'm pissed because he ran in the primary even though he knew he was going to lose and end up running on his own. It was an abuse of the process, and it had a negative effect on the Democratic Party's ability to nominate a suitable challenger.
UPDATE: ok, so nothing final, but I'm going to put the steady money on Montana and Virginia completing the coup.
I didn't want to be hounding over projections but late at night I had NOTHING BETTER TO DO. I did end up going for coffee, as usual, but I made a crucial miscalculation: I took the generosity of a barrista to be absolutely a good thing. I ordered a straight up espresso. Usually that means a shot, and that's what I was charged for, but I got an entire small cup filled to the brim with the stuff. This was at midnight. I'm STILL FUCKING WIRED.
I'm happy to say that Massachusetts has elected its first Democratic governor in 16 years, its first Black governor in its history. Congrats to Deval Patrick for running a pro-active campaign with no mudslinging, and most importantly defeating the ice-bitch-who-dropped-her-middle-name-which-she-had-used-when-
(the preceding device on loan--which is to say borrowed without permission but intended in admiriation--from Miz B. It's a lot of fun to use!)
Of course, even if the House and Senate are wrapped up, the latter of which can not be certified as of this writing, the job isn't done. This nation needs an unmistakable uptick in the next two years for this shit to stick. The Dems have spent the last 6 years saying that things would be better if they were in charge. It's time to deliver. And the buck does not stop at them, either. We need to keep watching, keep reading, keep petitioning, keep blogging, keep debating. And to for my projection to hold up; for the House or the Senate to truly be ours, we need to keep in touch with our representatives. These next two years may be the most important for this decade and the next one in American Politics. And it's up to all of us to make good on it.
I'm going to leave you all with a song that's playing in my head right now
Call the field to rest; and let's away,
To part the glories of this happy day.