On the other hand…
Never forget the pendulum factor. There is no such thing as permanence in America, it may be our greatest single strength. If permanence were possible, then the ethos of the 50’s would have been permanent.
And keep in mind that the Tighty Righties are not as unified as they appear. The Bushistas go to great lengths to mollify the Troglodyte Right, but they can’t really produce the results that are desired. It is near to impossible to legislate social change, either progressive or retrograde. Ozzie and Harriet are dead, and they ain’t coming back, no matter who sits on the Supreme Court.
But the Trog Right expects to be paid, they did thier part, they remained steadfast, they got out and voted, they were committed, and thus wielded political clout out of proportion to their numbers. I hear rumbles of growing impatience.
Right now, President Roves wake-up-screaming nightmare is a charismatic young leader from the extreme right who runs on prayer in schools, scrapping Rov V. Wade, and executing the Dixie Chicks. If he draw off even a pittance of Pubbie support and the election is as close as it was before…doom.
One other thing, and I approach this with trepidation. Wit salted with sarcasm is my style, I suck at sincere. But I mean this: the right to vote is as close to sacred as anything I’ve encountered or imagined. The Revolution to make human rights universal is the noblest cause ever, and the vote is its embodiment and its symbol.
If you’re any kind of American at all you simply must vote. Betcha five to one december votes. Scylla votes. Dewey votes. I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t like how they vote, but that is a long way from saying I don’t want them to! Damn sure betcha Diogenes votes! Stoid votes! Molly Ivins votes! You better believe I vote.
The brave and noble sacrifices of countless…ahhhh, screw that. You don’t vote, you suck. So sez the elucidator