November 7th, 2020
“Trying to make some sense of it all
But I can see it makes no sense at all
Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor?
‘Cause I don’t think that I can take anymore
Clowns to the left of me! Jokers to the right!
Here I am. Stuck in the middle with you.”
Stuck in the Middle with You- Stealers Wheel
I have an election hangover. It’s not quite like the morning after a serious drunk, but there are similarities. I am not worried about where I parked my car, or if my wife is mad at me. I just keep wondering if we actually have a new President.
I wake up feeling befuddled and confused. I look at the news on the Internet and I groan. Tylenol won’t help with this.
I knew this shit would happen. All I wanted was a clear win. It didn’t need to be the Democrats. I would have been okay if the Republicans had kicked some ass. But we got the worst of all possible worlds. We still have a government and an electorate that is split almost exactly into two equal halves. Nothing has been resolved.
Both Biden and Trump are damaged goods. Neither of them will accomplish anything during the next four years. Neither of them has a mandate.
I voted reluctantly for Biden. It would be more accurate to say that I voted against Trump. Biden was the very last person among the Democratic candidates that I wanted on the ballot. I was stuck with Uncle Joe. I actually put up a yard sign for Biden. I hadn’t put a political sign in my front yard since Ralph Nader ran for president. Come to think of it, I hadn’t voted for a Democrat for president since 1992. I voted for a Democrat this time, not because I liked Biden, but because I despise Trump. Sad, but true.
I woke up this morning at 4:00 AM. Like I fool, I first looked at the news. Then I put on a reflective vest, and went for a very long walk in the countryside. I walked in silence and gazed up at the stars and the moon. As I walked back toward my house, I could see the eastern sky just beginning to get an orange glow. I felt good by the time I reached my front door.
I think I need to go for another walk.
Soon.
Frank is Emptiness 