Down to the Wire

I can’t wait for tomorrow to be over, but I’m freaking out about it at the same time.

First, I don’t know how I’ll react if Romney wins the presidency. I hate him; I hate him more than I hated McCain and even George W. Bush. I always thought that Bush was just clueless, but Romney is evil. He is a liar and a cheat. He is insincere and he doesn’t have the country’s best interests at heart. He doesn’t care about the American people; he just wants to be president.

Second, on a local level, the current state of politics in Indiana scares the crap out of me. The Republicans who have control of both the State House and State senate already spent last session limiting women’s access to publicly funded healthcare, writing a constitutional amendment to ban marriage equality, and squashing the unions for public servants. Mike Pence is going to be out next governor; he is a minister, not a politician. He will be one of the three most conservative governors in the country. And the first three months of his inevitable term may determine whether my decision to keep living in Indiana is a permanent one.

There is just so much at stake. The fact that this election is so close has me really worried about the general intelligence and sensibility of my fellow Americans. I can’t pretend that I can even begin to understand Republicans — they are so against abortion because of the sanctity of live but then they don’t want to provide the living with access to healthcare or a decent education. They are selfish to the core with their money despite their faith, which dictates that we should help the poor and take care of the disenfranchised. They don’t want a level playing field; they don’t think that as a gay man, I’m worthy of the same basic rights as other people.

I really feel like we’re at a turning point for this nation and that tomorrow will determine so much. At least, no matter the outcome, I’ll have some answers tomorrow.

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