There's much to write about, like the trip to Arizona and WFC, and then there's the fact that my writing season has officially begun.

First, I'm going to get an election entry out of the way. I'm stunned and depressed like many others. What angers me the most is Oregon's measure 36 (the one against gay marriage) passed. If that wasn't bad enough, the ten other states that had a similar measure passed as well.

George W Bush doesn't make me feel safe. I don't trust the man. He lied about the WMDs in Iraq and I think he would have said anything to convince America the war in Iraq was necessary. He says he mourns the loss of every American soldier in Iraq, yet he doesn't acknowledge or visit a family mourning the loss of a son or daughter in the war--unless they sign a waiver declaring their support for the president. Everytime I look at his beady, black eyes I see a man who doesn't give a damn about me or anyone else who thinks differently. He doesn't care what the rest of the world thinks. His "faith" is intolerance. He had talked about saving social security in 2000, but did nothing. I don't think he'll do anything about that this time around, nor do anything about the increasing deficit and the economy, because his monomanical "crusade" takes center stage. He's a homo-phobic, war-and-fear-mongering, greedy, dumb, solipsistic bastard.

I try to see, think, and feel what the other half of the country does, and I try to be sympathetic. I mean I never thought when Bush got the presidency in 2000 that he would hurt America. I thought he had the country's best interest in mind. He has the nation's security firmly in mind, perhaps, but he uses it to fuel his own agenda. The last four years makes that naivete impossible to accept this time around.

I've heard friends say they would move to Canada if he won the election. In that case we're fucked in more ways then one. We got him in office for four more years AND people are abandoning the country. That isn't helping us.

I'm in a doom and gloom phase. I'm not usually pessimistic, but sometimes the universe will hit me with something and set me back on my ass for a moment. But I'm not the only one. Others are stunned too.

I can't say for certain what the next four years will bring, at least not now. What can I do about it? Time will tell.

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Tomorrow I'll write, work on the next novel.
Tomorrow I'll report on Arizona and the WFC.