There's a crack in everything....
We're just about a week out from the first debate, a little over a month away from the election. I'm puzzled. I don't have any certainty over this election, which is probably good because I'm frequently wrong right when it comes down to the wire. Over the years, my gut was right about predicting Carter ('76), Reagan ('80 & '84), Bush ('88), Clinton ('92 and '96), then wrong with Gore (2000) and Kerry (2004). In other words, George W. Bush fucked up my average, along with everything else in America.
This year, my gut says Obama. But, as I said, I'm not certain. I am, however, feeling better because McCain's bounce evaporated after just a week, and the celebrity/puppy love over Palin seems to have faded, as crushes often will once you get to know the person, which leaves McCain with basically nothing.
And it's weird about history, but I'd forgotten the absolute nihilism I felt in '92 at the prospect of another four years of a Bush. As apocalyptic as it turned out, I didn't feel that bad in 2004 about W., much as I despised him, because, shit, who could have imagined Katrina? That was when I knew, indeed, that we were living in one of the worst times in American history. You...are...there.
But, back to this year's politics. Here's why I think Obama has a chance. He's basically been steadily leading McCain in both the popular vote and the electoral college (where it counts) since he clinched the nomination. Last week, directly after McCain's Hail Mary pass (which no one seems to acknowledge was as much a desperate attempt to keep his party from splintering as it was to change the overall game), McCain edged ahead, but not by much, and, in fact, more or less pulled to a statistical tie. The debates will tell the tale, certainly, and neither guy is the most briliant debater in history. (Though Biden's very good, and the VP debate ought to be...fascinating. It'll either be a slaughter or it'll look like the first Kerry/Bush debate, where Kerry clearly won but Bush didn't screw up so badly that he didn't croak his incumbent advantage.) Brass tacks, though: 2004 was very, very close, really coming down to Ohio. Obama's a stronger candidate than Kerry, is running a smarter campaign, and, despite the fact that he automatically loses a few points due to race (there are just some white people who will never vote for a black guy), he holds a very strong hand in at least winning every state Kerry did. That won't be enough, of course, but he's also putting other states in play sufficiently that both campaigns are contesting states that McCain shouldn't be worrying about. His ground game is also reputed to be extremely good, his grassroots organizing, and McCain's is rumored to be a mess. It was Bush's ground game, particularly among evangelicals, that carried his ass in 2004. Sometimes, it helps to be a community organizer. Obama's fundraising and use of the Net is clearly superior to McCain's.
And this is where I think Palin screws McCain rather than helps him: he's 72 years old, he's had melanoma four times, and he's going to look like 26 years of rough road by the time we get to the final stretch, when even youthful, vigorous candidates begin to look like papery husks. All that puts an emphasis on Palin possibly becoming president, and, I think, with people so worried about their checkbooks, jobs, homes, and retirements, the thought of putting a clear lightweight in charge of a listing ship will give them serious pause. She needs to either game up in a big way or Obama needs to make a serious misstep, else McCain has a steep hill ahead of him. Not a good place to be when the Republican brand is so bad their presidential candidate can only get traction by running away from it. Plus there's simply the war: McCain won't end it, and people--especially those with military ties who have borne the burden and traditionally vote Republican--are done with it.
So that's what my gut tells me. It's pretty clear that people can choose 1960...or 1929. But, as The Clash (and many others) noted: the future is unwritten. There is, literally, no telling what could happen between now and November 4th and how absolutely mindbending this all could become. The entire economy melting down, a terrorist attack, a gigantic skeleton falling out of a closet, and the stars could realign. And if that happens and McCain wins, all those folks who muttered about leaving the country in 2000 and 2004 might actually start dusting off their passports. Not that it'll do them a lot of good, because by that time the whole damn planet will be swirling 'round the drain.
...that's how the light gets in.-Leonard Cohen--
fields collapse
Washington Post published poll results that show Obama leading by 9 points. Reaction from McCain campaign?
Monday, October 20th, my play Next of Kin, about a military family dealing with the effects of the Iraq war, will have a reading at Portland Theatre Works. More details to come.
Even dedicated political junkies get to a place where they can't eat another sound bite. I'm there. I'm curious to see if the polls shift away from McCain this week--I have a feeling they might if Palin's bloom fades a bit (ironic that the McCain campaign chose to attack Obama as a celebrity, then answered with a celebrity of their own, but this whole campaign has been an unreal blizzard of ironies from Day One)--but I'm pretty much resigned that it's going to be back-and-forth, back-and-forth until the debates start at the end of the month. "When the still sea conspires an armor/And her sullen and aborted currents breed tiny monsters...."
(Photo by Owen Carey)
Well. Isn't she just a spunky, down-to-earth, snowbilly attack dog from hell?
Politically, McCain's pretty much screwed. If he stays with her, it's going to be one long train wreck from here to November (though I really look forward to the vice-presidential debate for a change...that is, unless they have to stop it because it looks like Bidens squashing a kitten with a tassled loafer). 
"I believe Michael will, well, he'll liven things up. He brings the funny. Even if it's that kind of British funny not everybody gets. You know, the whole vice-presidential thing's gotten pretty deadly with Dick Cheney, so to speak, and I think...I think in these times of trouble, America not only needs a vice-president who can communicate well with our Canadian friends. And with lumberjacks. But who has executive experience working in the Ministry of Silly Walks. And let me tell you, my friends, when we walk up to the podium together, it's going to be a walk you'll never forget. Now, if you excuse me, it's my happy nap time."
I was recently chatting with a friend about making music, theatre, etc., and we were both agreed that, yeah, it'd be cool if there was a place in the country you could go where you could crank up the amps, and folks could jam, try out new stuff. And pretty soon we were like...and yeah...we could do play readings! And workshops! And record! And a space for photographers! And...and...and...we need a barn! Or a rich friend with a barn. A rich patron of the arts with a barn. At which point, it devolved into some kind of mutant Mickey Rooney on acid let's put on a show, and we laughed it off, and the conversation meandered into something equally silly....
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