The left and the right has Americans all lathered up in a tizzy once again. The HOPE of 2008 has turned into RAGE of 2010. The National Mall in Washington, DC has recently served as the backdrop for two of the largest COMEDY FESTIVAL’S in recent memory, one to “Restore Honor” hosted by Glenn Beck and the other to “Restore Sanity” and/or Fear” by Comedy Central with Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert. Arianna Huffington, the princess of the New News Media and not one to be left out, held her own sideshow, err 2010 Game Changer’s event at Skylight Studio on Hudson Street in Lower Manhattan this past week with such notables as the curious figure of the Ground Zero Mosque, Imam Feisal Abdul Rauf (who has even now lost the support of Saudi Prince, Alwaleed bin Talal for his proposed Cordoba House even despite its futuristic design) Bethenny Frankel and Mosque Bloomberg.
In this humble citizen’s estimation, the sense I have is that the vast majority of us who are trying not caught up in the theater of the absurd and who truly have something to say are too damn busy trying to survive in America right now to go down to DC and stay in a nice hotel and go to an outdoor comedy festival, whether it was the one hosted by Glenn Beck or the one hosted by Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert, nor could they likely afford a ticket or make it on the guest list of Princess Arianna’s sideshow in New York or the elite version of “let them eat cake.” So many forces have a stake in dividing the republic into camps and feeding pockets of the population acceptable if not digestible truths, while we march on ignoring the fundamental questions to sustaining the American way of life.
Election Day is literally the new Halloween with all the political trick-or-treating done by politicians creating a rather frightening terrain. Seriously, who are we kidding? Why don’t we just change the date from November 2nd to October 31 that way we can vote for people who wear masks during the electoral season as we wear our own as well into the voting booth. Election Day as Halloween just may usher a new wave of enthusiasm and increase voter turnout. Maybe we can even extend voting hours until midnight? It matters not that some of us may be inebriated. It will make it easier for the media to manipulate the Sheepel anyway since we will all be less drunk on the disinformation and political propaganda and more drunk on Grey Goose, even though I prefer Chopin or a nice Oregon Pinot Noir.
You will have to forgive me if for some reason regardless of who I decide to vote for on November 2nd, I expect that when that when I walk into the voting booth I will feel a little like actor Charlie Sheen cooped up at The Plaze Hotel with a Porn Star with my cocaine frothed face yelling F____king Democrat, Republican instead of the “N” word as the Police come to drag me out of the Precinct after I VOTE and release my date from her cage, I mean bathroom so that she call Gloria Allred and sue me. If she weren’t coming after me, however, I would advise her to call Rosemarie Arnold instead. For some reason pulling the lever feels like flushing the toilet, only as you walk away, the bowels of our democracy are refilled with the stench of fresh waste.
You see somehow after I regain my composure, head into the voting booth at my local precinct make my selections and then quickly depart as I am released on my own recognizance, my taxes will likely still go up, I will be provided fewer follow up services and if I am lucky maybe the Porn Star….errr I mean politicians won’t sue me or ask for anymore of my blood, sweat and tears. But either way, regardless of whether I have a job, I can continue to count on the President, his team and assorted Democrats and Republicans who have me on their email list….to just give them another $5, 10, 25, 100 or more for their next campaign. If you want to “fight the good fight” that fight is improving economic conditions for the eroding middle class, small business owners and entrepreneurs. SURVIVAL IS THE NEW SUCCESS in AMERICA 2010.
Maybe in the future a campaign donation will qualify you for receipt of an official beggars pan, a tent for the street or park I may end up living in and a sack of potatoes so I can still eat in America. Call me crazy, I want to live in an America where the economy puts money in my pockets for hard work, not one where I am asked to choose between paying my rent, buying a loaf of bread or an Obama or Mark Rubio T-Shirt or baseball Cap. Then again, that’s just me. In the end there is nothing that this government can give me that a vibrant and healthy economy could not give me more efficiently. Unless we do something rash, I suspect electoral Halloween will allow us only to regularly replace one set of monsters for another. All indications now suggest that Mayor Ed Koch’s prediction of a political tsunami on Tuesday, November 2nd is certainly more than a distinct possibility perhaps with the exception of New York.