Jan 20, 2004 16:51
And Iowa bit me in the ass.
We had the best field organization, the best staff, the truest supporters. At the caucus location I was overseeing we weren't viable anywhere. One of our precinct captains brought their foster daughter; she was the 14th baby that they were raising in the hope of reunification with parents or adoption. These are the kind of people who support Dick Gephardt: people who live good, upstanding lives and don't get anything in return. Last night's defeat was just another is a long line of disappointments for people who work and toil in the hope of leading and honorable life. Last night it was too cold for Gephardt supporters to show up. And the salt-and-pepper Kerry fans who had just become supporters in the last week and Democrats at the registration table won.
Francoise got in a car accident earlier in the day, she was side-swiped making a turn. She didn't have car insurance because she couldn't afford it because of how little the campaign paid. By the end of the day, she had lost her car, her job, and her direction. She had spent the majority of the day in the hospital making sure there was no permanent damage. Yesterday was a bad day.
I've never lost a campaign. Gore and Rendell both won Pennsylvania. I've never worked so hard in my life as for the campaign. I'm hopeful that the research on Dean I did this summer actually made a difference and is in part one of the reasons he took a dive last night. I think Gephardt had to sacrifice the nobility of his campaign to stop Dean. I guess I had to suffer the loss of my campaign virginity to stop him, too.
I'm not very coherent right now because I didn't get to sleep until well after returning to Chicago this morning at 5:30. One thing I know for sure, I gots ta go a job huntin.
BAH.