I was just too despondent to post about the election yesterday. Rush really summed up a lot of what I've been thinking.
Then last night I had a dream. It had a horror movie feel: big old farmhouse, dark outside, some unnamed menace lurking just beyond the doors. Then we started finding the bodies. There were quite a few people in the house and one by one they were showing up dead. We all seemed to know who was responsible, but it hadn't been spoken yet in the dream.
As we all stood around trying to decide what to do and if there was any way we could get home to get our guns--Scott was the only person who had one--one of the women pulled a severed head out of her handbag, screamed, and said, "Who did this?!"
One of the men yelled, "Those d__ Democrats!" The lurking menace was revealed.
4 comments:
Jane,
The one bright spot (if you can call it that) in this is that now we can hear people complain about the way things are going with the Dems in charge. Of course somehow it will be right-wing conspiracies going on. But at least we'll get to hear some complaints.
Jane,
Your dreams are so . . . .vague!
Interesting blog! No one can knock you out of the political doldrums like El Rushbo, huh? That dream sounds like a scene out of a suspence novel - sort of!
In a way I agree with you, Meg. I like gridlock. :)
I wouldn't be nearly as unhappy if I thought that we had a strong leader who was going to stick to his guns about *anything.* I afraid that they actually will work together. :)
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