And a reality check from John Scalzi (who endorsed Obama, and writes some really fucking great military SF).
Watching McCain’s concession speech brought to mind the nomination fights leading up to ’00, when for a brief, shining moment the possibility of McCain vs. Bradley was dangled before us, before the party machines took over again and gave us the predictable choices. It also reaffirmed my view that ambition = evil. Mostly, though, I was relieved that Palin can go back to the Alaska bush where her stupid, redneck ass belongs. And she’s NOT hot. She terrifies my penis. And that poor, stupid kid’s shotgun wedding is probably off.
To everyone in Cali who got fucked by Prop 8, I am sorry. Since you take your inspiration from the civil rights war, look how long it was between passage of the Civil Rights Act and last night’s events, and how much is left to get that particular brand of shit behind us. Take some solace from being ahead of your time, America just isn’t ready for you. I voted against Oregon’s gay marriage ban, but I was confident it would pass. The Culture War goes on. Keep fighting. We other sinners are with you.
Except that I have to say, you’re really better off without that particular legal mechanism. No offense.
Final note, Hot Lips is still the best pie in Portland (I remain skeptical of hoity toity “gourmet” shops). Only 30 minutes past their estimate on what was such a busy night, OPB did a news story advising people to pre-order (I passed it along to the hostess of the election party and the night was saved, go us, BABs!).