The tension in the air is palpable. Even at my little precinct, in a local church with hideous orange carpet surrounded by my neighbors who were probably voting 90%+ for Trump, you could feel it. I can’t imagine what it is like in larger cities in states that are competitive.
The early word is that there seem to be a ton of irregularities already in Pennsylvania, the Keystone state that might be the key to this election. This isn’t like any of the elections I have voted in since my first Presidential election in 1992. What we saw in 2000 and 2016 when the Left refused to accept the results will be on steroids tonight if it looks like Trump is going to win. The media has mostly announced that if Biden is winning, they will declare a winner but if Trump is winning they won’t.
There is a pretty decent chance of violence as the night wears on. If antifa is going to do something, tonight is the night. Will we see bodies on the lawn of the White House? Quite possibly. If Trump wins but the “popular vote” is wildly against him, will there be an open insurrection in the government? There has been talk of just that happening.
On the other hand, I wouldn’t be surprised to see Biden carry the whole east coast by big margins, win Pennsvlvania bigly and Florida narrowly and the whole thing be over by 10 PM. Probably not but it could happen. Hell, nothing would surprise me other than Trump carrying New York and California.
Whatever happens, two things are apparent.
First, we never should have gotten to the place where the election of a President is this critically important. We shouldn’t have a President, of either party, who is the central focus of everything every day. The government is too large and too powerful so the head of the government is as well. It’s time to Make The President Unimportant Again.
Second, maybe this will finally be the impetus to start talking seriously about dissolving the Union and going our separate ways. We obviously can’t live together anymore. Half of us hate the other half and that other half (my half) is starting to hate right back. It is time to divide up the nation, have an amicable divorce and start to see other people.
It is a beautiful day here in Indiana, fairly warm with bright blue skies and plenty of sunshine but dark clouds are on the political horizon even if they aren’t in the sky.
"First, we never should have gotten to the place where the election of a President is this critically important. We shouldn't have a President, of either party, who is the central focus of everything every day. The government is too large and too powerful so the head of the government is as well. It's time to Make The President Unimportant Again."
That is *SO* true. I've often thought, as I shoveled snow or chased the lawn mower around the yard, about the speeches I'd give if I were somehow the president. Main theme: "I'm working to make this office unimportant. I'm working to shrink the executive branch to its constitutional functions. My most important legitimate power is a negative one: the veto, which I will exercise on a daily basis, vetoing anything passed that isn't authorized by an enumerated power in the constitution, which means, in modern times, basically anything passed. Sure, the crap can be 2/3'ed over my veto, and most of it will be. But I'll oblige them to at least work that hard. In short, I'll actually take the oath of office seriously, unlike virtually any other elected parasite who mouths it."
Needless to say, idle musings.
The election results are an existential crisis for a lot of Americans and we are about to see what happens when one party openly steals an election.
We've just returned from voting, my wife and I, but it took two tries. On our first pass by our designated voting place this morning, cars were lined up for a quarter mile to either side of the filled parking lot, and the line of people waiting to vote snaked outside and around the building. I had a 10 am conference call that I could not miss, so we decided to try again later.
In mid-afternoon the line still extended out the door, but at least we were able to find a spot in the parking lot. We waited 45 minutes in total, from mask-up to leaving for home. It was eerily quiet as everyone not-quite social distanced themselves on line. The elderly were heavily represented; perhaps as much as 2/3 of those voting when we did. A smattering of hispanics, but not one single black. My immediate neighborhood is almost blindingly White, but there is a fair percentage of blacks in the township. Just not at the voting booth this afternoon.
If anyone were to ask, I cast my ballot for Trump/Pence but I VOTED for America. For the America that I grew up in, and worked as hard as I could to succeed in. I voted to preserve the constitutional republic that the founding fathers had in mind when they inked the documents that allegedly guide this country to this day. I voted against encroaching socialism, censorship of dissenting opinions by the leftist elite, confiscatory taxation to benefit the undeserving, and the worst, most laughable presidential ticket any major party has ever dared to put forth.
Here in New York, my conservative voice is but a whisper in the wind, but I still had to have my say.
Perhaps some day we can break up the union and decent people in New York can be cut loose from NYC.