Horror 365 (Not) Movie 333: Election Results

Normally I try not to get too overly/overtly political on here, and as far as I know, I’ve never written and entirely political post. So if politics ain’t your thang, this post ain’t gonna hit many notes for you today. But the Virginia election results are just so depressing that I’m using this as a form of cheap therapy.

Anyways, I had a movie all lined up for today. I did my civic duty yesterday, then sat down to watch a Chilean found footage flick and call it a night. I had no idea that some real life low-level horror would be waiting for me in the news. That’s right, kids. It was a retrumplican sweep in the state capitol yesterday.

Well fuck.

I guess Aaron Sorkin said it best. In the Season 1 opener of The Newsroom, Will McAvoy (Jeff Daniels) asks “If liberals are so fuckin’ smart, how come they lose so god damn always?”

Apparently one of the big factors was Critical Race Theory. Terry McAuliffe said he didn’t think parents should be able to tell teachers what to teach. He’s right of course although the statement was taken very much out of context. His opponent, glenn youngkin trumpkin disagrees. If Virginia is any barometer, get ready for this distraction to be taken up by the right in ’24 and beaten like a fucking gong.

Now, I’m a college professor, so I could give a fuck what parents think. About anything. Ever. Still, it’s the kind of thing that makes my job just a little bit harder since I’ll get to reap the moronic harvest sown by super-religious, anti-vax/masker, flat-earth, evolution is a theory, faked moon landing, the planet is 6000 years old, right wingnut parents storming the public schools in some towering jesus-based rage demanding their “opinions” be respected.

But perhaps that’s for another time.

Truth be told, I wasn’t even gonna bother yesterday, but My Favorite Colleague was working the polls, and if she could stand around doing that for over 15 hours, I figured I could schlep out to at least cast a ballot. Apparently I shouldn’t have bothered. I considered, therefore, as kind of a litmus test if you will. Go and see how it pans out, and if this one goes sideways, I’ll give up for good. One last swing for the bleachers, y’know?

I’m not alone in my cynicism.

Everybody complains about politicians. Everybody says they suck. Well where do people think these politicians come from? They don’t fall out of the sky. They don’t pass through a membrane from another reality. They come from american parents, and american families, american homes, american schools, american churches, american businesses, and american universities, and they’re elected by american citizens. This is the best we can do folks. This is what we have to offer. It’s what our system produces. Garbage in, garbage out…So I have solved this little political dilemma for myself in a very simple way. On election day, I. Stay. Home. I don’t vote. Fuck ’em. Fuck ’em. I don’t vote. Two reasons. Two reasons I don’t vote: first of all, it’s meaningless. This country was bought and sold and paid for a long time ago. The shit they shuffle around every four years doesn’t mean a fuckin’ thing. And secondly, I don’t vote ’cuz I believe if you vote, you have no right to complain. People like to twist that around. I know. They say, they say “Well if you don’t vote, you have no right to complain.” But where’s the logic in that? If you vote, and you elect dishonest, incompetent people, and they get into office and screw everything up, well you are responsible for what they have done. You caused the problem. You voted them in. You have no right to complain. I, on the other hand, who did not vote, who did not vote, who in fact did not even leave the house on election day, am in no way responsible for what these people have done, and have every right to complain as loud as I want about the mess you created that I had nothing to do with.

That’s George Carlin, class. Words to live by.

Another person I know who remains unfazed by these kinds of shenanigans is my long-time friend Bob who writes A View From This Wilderness. I’ve known Bob for nearly 30 years, and I don’t recall ever once hearing him air a single political opinion. He lives out in the woods, often walks down to the river near his place, and doesn’t bother with all this crap that I tend to get all overheated about. There is much to be learned from that.

So this is where we are. Nothing changes, Charlie Brown. It all comes down to groups of people running groups of things and trying to make other groups of people behave in specific ways by imposing rules of behavior, whether they’re legal, religious, spiritual, philosophical, emotional, cultural or whatever -al word you wanna throw around. And that’s the gag because most of these rules were and/or are written by privileged, entitled, rich white guys.

So from now on I’ll be joining ol’ George on this one. Time to stop participating or even feigning interest in the failed human experiment and instead just sit back, wait for the big asteroid, and in the meantime, watch the circus. Ooo look, clowns!

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