Free at last. . .free at last. Thank God almighty, we are free at last!!
I hope Dr. King doesn’t mind me appropriating the words from an old spiritual that he himself borrowed 57 years ago, but now that the never-ending saga of this year's American Presidential election is over, that’s kind of how I feel. No more talking heads, no more slowly rolling over vote totals, no more bizarre press conferences, no e-mail inboxes filled with messages asking for contributions to this candidate or that cause, and most importantly, no more turning on your favorite media source and seeing endless conjecture, speculation, and filling of time with whatever they can up with until more real news can be reported. It's over.
So exhale a sigh of relief. You made it, and you deserve it!
Of course, now that it’s over, now what? Whenever there’s a big, transformative event—be it on a large scale, like yesterday’s election, or on a much more personal scale, like a birth or a wedding or a graduation—we tend to realize, if only for a fleeting moment, that the curtain is coming down on one act of our lives, while at the same time rising on the next. There’s a “before” the event, and an “after” the event. Now, we’re living in the “after”. Our lives go back to normal. Of course, after last night, that means that just over half of the population will be happy with their “normal” while just under half of the population won’t be, but at least whatever lingering uncertainty we’ve been facing has been removed, at least for a little while.
So I guess we next turn our attention to what the holidays will be like during the age of Covid. And then to the snow we know is on the way. And then to a new year. And then to a spring, and a summer, and another fall. And by then, next fall, a year from now, you’ll hear the first rumblings about the 2022 Congressional elections, and everything that’ll bring with it.
Enjoy your peace while you can.
8-)
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