Thursday, November 04, 2010

Election Night Special.

I'm neither blissed out nor displeased with the election results. Getting cranked one way or the other is a bad idea generally, and an even worse one with a volatile electorate and another election less than two years away.

Still, I was following some national races with interest (the state/local ones were less compelling for whatever reason), and generally speaking the candidates I was rooting for pulled it out: Marco Rubio, Allen West, Dan Webster, Sean Duffy, and Chip Craavack. The last was especially satisfying, as it resulted in the ouster of the faux-life Jim Oberstar, who deserves a lot more of the blame for the failure of the Stupak amendment than poor Bart Stupak.

But, overall, not particularly giddy--both parties have a lot of work to do to get us out of this mess, and the old bumpersticker sloganeering of the past isn't going to cut it.


  1. I was hoping to see Dingell get his retirement notice.

    Not that he's the worst of the lot, by far -- I have a lot of respect for that likeable old fox.

    But still.

  2. My vote for Rubio was one of the few in recent years that was cast with no reservation. Along with the one I cast every two years for Debbie Wasserman Schultz's windmill tilting opponent.



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