As I was driving to the childcare center to pick up Izzy, I was suddenly overcome by a feeling of doom. The time change had made the sun go down earlier, and my usual drive was now accompanied by the sun setting in the Pacific.
It didn't help that I had been listening, on repeat, to David Bowie's "Five Years" -- something suitably apocalyptic -- or that we're discussing the Vietnam War in my Asian American Studies classes tomorrow. (It also didn't help that I was also in the middle of a Halloweeen trilogy of horror films: Shaun of the Dead on Saturday, 28 Days Later on Sunday, Fahrenheit 9/11 tonight.)
Whatever the feeling was, it was certainly dread. The election will probably get ugly. We may not know who will win until next year. But what is perhaps most chilling is that a good half of the American people would still vote for someone who is undoubtedly the worst president in American history. Bush and his cronies are frightening, yes, but the fact that ordinary people like you and me still believe him and support him and think he is guided by God is probably even scarier.
So when I saw Izzy I gave her a longer squeeze than usual, and I felt a little better.
Posted by the wily filipino at November 1, 2004 09:56 PM