what we felt like four years ago
This line from Anna's LJ entry on November 3rd sums it up pretty well: i am so sad. the only comparable feeling is that of asking someone out when you feel certain they'd say yes and having them give you a cruel, flat-out no.
Or how about JK's: During the summer, I started proclaiming the inevitability of a Bush victory. I didn’t do this because I believed Bush was going to win. I did it because I wanted to brace myself for the possible horror of a Bush triumph. I wanted to make sure the pain wouldn’t be too acute in such a nightmare scenario. After months of this relentless pessimism, I somehow still find myself blindsided and devastated by tonight’s results. I am so immobilized by depression now that I cannot lift myself from my chair to go sulk in my bed. Whatever faith I had in this country was irreversibly lost tonight.
Or Cari's: I can't sleep because whenever I close my eyes I see the faces of the 138 people whose doors I knocked on in Upper Darby today -- relatively poor, liberal people in a heavily Republican precinct, who were so excited to vote and so happy to see me, who helped Kerry take Pennsylvania (god bless them) -- and I just can't bear the thought that they did what they could and it's not going to be enough.
Or how about Emily's, where we came up with a 161-item happy list in an attempt to lift our spirits? It's all pretty over-the-top, but I don't think anyone was making genuinely hyperbolic statements here. It was all real.
In the words of Dustin, "2008. what else are we going to think about?" And here we are, 2008 - let's make sure we don't feel the same way, people.
Or how about JK's: During the summer, I started proclaiming the inevitability of a Bush victory. I didn’t do this because I believed Bush was going to win. I did it because I wanted to brace myself for the possible horror of a Bush triumph. I wanted to make sure the pain wouldn’t be too acute in such a nightmare scenario. After months of this relentless pessimism, I somehow still find myself blindsided and devastated by tonight’s results. I am so immobilized by depression now that I cannot lift myself from my chair to go sulk in my bed. Whatever faith I had in this country was irreversibly lost tonight.
Or Cari's: I can't sleep because whenever I close my eyes I see the faces of the 138 people whose doors I knocked on in Upper Darby today -- relatively poor, liberal people in a heavily Republican precinct, who were so excited to vote and so happy to see me, who helped Kerry take Pennsylvania (god bless them) -- and I just can't bear the thought that they did what they could and it's not going to be enough.
Or how about Emily's, where we came up with a 161-item happy list in an attempt to lift our spirits? It's all pretty over-the-top, but I don't think anyone was making genuinely hyperbolic statements here. It was all real.
In the words of Dustin, "2008. what else are we going to think about?" And here we are, 2008 - let's make sure we don't feel the same way, people.