I haven’t said much about the election, not because I don’t think it affects me, it does, it’s just there’s so much that has been said, and that you can say, where do you start? The beginning is always a good place, right?
I’m not an expert on American politics, not even close. Hell, I hardly know anything about British politics. Not something I’m proud of, it just doesn’t seem to stick in my head. But I do find the American system much more interesting, the fight for the nomination, the debates, the voting. It’s pretty great to watch it unfold, especially now. It would be better if I could say for certain that the guy I’m rooting for is going to win, but I learned some time ago not to count your chickens.
Back in 2000 I was living in the US. I was at the University of Maryland, in my second year. I got to see the hubbub up close. Only I wasn’t paying attention. Call me self-involved (you can, that’s fine) but I just didn’t think it was a big deal. And that’s because I didn’t think there was any possibility that George W. Bush would win. I wasn’t remotely worried about it. I figured everyone saw what I saw when they looked at him, which was pretty much a spoiled Daddy’s boy as thick as two short planks. I found him humorous, back then it was fine, laughable was ok, he wasn’t actually going to be important or anything. Actually, I can tell you exactly what I thought, since I have my journal from then. On 13th November 2000 I wrote:
I suppose I should write about what’s going on in this country with the elections…the count was too close to call so they have to re-count Florida and absent ballots. It’s a whole big who-ha that’s been going on for a week and it’s taken over TV and it’s all anyone talks about. I suppose it’s a huge thing really, cos it’s never happened before. I really want Gore to win, because Bush is just so ignorant, he’s so dumb! Why would anyone want him as their President? What kind of country am I living in here!?
Sigh. I kind of wish my younger self had paid more attention to history in the making, but it wasn’t to be. And so I went on my merry way figuring nothing much would change once Clinton left office.
Oh. How wrong can you be?
I remember what happened next. I remember being utterly confused by the whole thing. And then it was 2004, and my hopes weren’t as high, but they were still there, still clinging on. He couldn’t possibly win again, could he? Not after everything? Well, yeah, he could and he did.
And now? Well, I gotta say, the hopes that I threw away are trying to latch back on to me, stubborn little buggers.
And because I’m five years behind and only saw this today:
God, I hope so.