crossposted from
My Left Wing
Random ruminations from a bored and restless housewife.
Holy fuck, I'm a housewife. I have to say I don't think I've ever really thought of myself that way. Ew. A housewife.
I've been whining about the malaise the last week, pre-election doldrums. Now the dread is sinking in.
The One Thing is Certaindiary brightened my spirits temporarily, but my dark and suspect nature rises once again.
What will we look like November 8th?
Perhaps Mexico? Will there be droves in the streets?
Should the votes be tallied, and contradict every fucking poll taken and this regime keep their seats, what the fuck will we actually do?
Will I sit here, a frustrated, crying housewife and type furtively, in the same chair, with the same full ashtray and the laundry undone? Will I get up and do the fucking laundry, because, life moves on and the child does, indeed, need clean clothes to wear to school?
Will I actually go my street corner and scream, alone? Where do I march to? The little senior center where I vote? Its closed most days. Maybe the city hall, with all four employees there, not knowing what to do with me? Get arrested and walked next door to the city police station?
This county would be THRILLED if the republicans kept power. They redistricted us in 2000, after the census, and pretty much made it a lock for Mike Rogers. He is a rat bastard, by the way, for those who don't know him.
And what is up with all the "Nonpartisan" judges signs, only found up next to his, anyway? That doesn't look fucking nonpartisan to me. Who pays for those goddamned huge signs?
I mean, it is of some hope to me, that for the first time in memory, I see a huge increase in Democratic signs in my area. They are still greatly overshadowed by the HUGE EXPENSIVE Rogers and cronies signs.
My leaves need raking and burning. There is snow on them. We only have two legal weeks in which to do that. Two weeks again in spring, when they are so sodden and moldy, they won't burn. There isn't enough benedryl made to kick back my mold allergies when left for spring.
Will I just go out and blow the fucking leaves, and burn them next week, should it melt off and be dry enough? Will I just give up and let this house I am fucking fighting to save go to shit? I mean how can I give a flying fuck about goddamned leaves, while this country has been stolen once again, should we lose?
I am the great provider of food. With a seven year old, and a 57 year old husband working 60-70 hours a week trying to keep us alive; I can't just not cook. Hunger, heat, shelter, school...nothing will stop just because I want it to.
What the fuck will I do, should we be Diebolded again? (now a verb! made popular by the lying cheating motherfuckers stealing our country)
We let two elections be stolen.
We let Katrina still go unresolved, both in community, and preventability (that may not be a word, but you get my point)
We let this war happen.
We let torture go unpunished.
We let ourselves be illegally spied on.
We let Habeus Corpus be shredded.
Sure we huffed and puffed, and some may have even demonstrated. I think they laugh at us and say shit like:
"Let them tantrum a few days, they'll wander home and do their laundry, feed their kids, and rake their motherfucking goddamned leaves. Just keep doing what you're doing, boys...let them have their fit, they can't DO anything about it. They WON'T." Smirking motherfuckers.
My hands are shaking. What will I do?
Worse yet, what if we win and nothing changes? I can't go there today friends, I cannot. Will we quit this senseless war? Will Bush just issue a statement, upheld by his appointees (scotus) that only HE is the fucking decider, no matter what the other two branches say, and keep us there?
Housewife. What will I do?
Poll, pick two, they're small.