After a quick scan and survey I guesstimated there were about four dozen fellow liberals, mostly strangers to me. The vibe was library subdued. It clearly wasn’t a joy joy happy happy crowd.
I met an acquaintance en route to find an IPA. He wore a strained smile as we talked politics.
I came New York style right to the point and asked. “What do you think will happen?”
He answered, “I’m nauseously optimistic.”
I retorted with. “I’m just nauseous.”
IPA in hand, I poked around the buffet table ignoring the healthy options in lieu of comfort food. Salty and greasy. I was so fidgety and anxious I ate standing up. While making small talk with a county commissioner, I glanced over at the big screen. “Oh Shit!” The vilest man on the planet jumped out to an 105 to 30 electoral lead over Kamala.
I quickly took a seat when I felt my heart running at Daytona 500 speed. I gulped the rest of my beer, snagged a brownie and bolted for the door. It was time for me to leave this Election Night Funeral Watch.
I drove back on dark and empty streets reminiscent of Covid times. When I got home, I popped another IPA and plopped down on the couch. My phone was buzzing from the Sambur family text chain, providing up to date and in your face election appraisals.
When my brother Mike texted. “Harris took CO. But The NY Times needle is moving toward a Trump win. OY!”
Quickly followed by my nephew Keith’s “I think she’s cooked.” (Mind you this is the same nephew who texted me days earlier and assured me, “Uncle Jeff! Don’t worry! Kamala’s got this!”)
With that I shut off all my electronics and slowly sipped the IPA while staring at a blank and black TV screen. Eventually I trundled upstairs in a vain attempt at sleep. Many melatonin later, (after dreaming of a Harry Truman “Dewey defeats Truman” surprise win for Kamala). I flicked the coffee maker on at 5 am. It was time to face the funeral dirge. We all know what happened next. A mandate W for the most despicable and deplorable President America has ever had.
The people have spoken. Being a Democrat is now similar to being a Jewish American. We’re now all strangers in a strange land.
