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October 30, 2006
When We Arrive...
When we arrive, sons and daughter. We’ll make our homes, on the water. We’ll build our walls of aluminum. We’ll fill our mouths with cinnamon.
Recently many people – friends, acquaintances, sworn enemies – have been asking for my opinion on what’s going to happen next week in the general.
Well – I’m not going to try to predict. Admittedly there are a small handful of people with whom I’ve confided my forecast, but I have not made this public for a very specific reason – I will very likely be wrong. Nobody likes to be proven wrong. Throw into the mix my hard-and-fast rule of not being critical of campaigns that I have involvement with, and you have a recipe for shutting up.
Every time anyone asks, my response has been “I am cautiously optimistic.” What does that mean? That’s a very diplomatic way of saying “I don’t have a fuckin’ idea but I think things might have a possibility of going well.” So I have decided that if anyone asks me what I think about the election within the next seven days, I’m going to answer with something completely ridiculous. Such as “In an upset, Eugene V. Debs will win Richard Pombo’s seat through a clever campaign ad involving Eels.”
The problem with optimism is it tends to spiral into full-fledge hope. When someone wants something badly enough, giving a person even the tiniest strand upon which to grasp can sustain that hope and optimism. That strand can fuel a lot of thought, a lot of action. We have always acted upon hope, trying to make tomorrow better – either for ourselves or for the world around us. No matter what happens in 7 days, we’ll still have hope. If everything else is taken away – we’ll still cling on.
Hear all the bombs, they fade away.
Posted by MikeSager at October 30, 2006 10:02 PM
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