Some Reflections on the Past Election

Posted by OrdinaryJoe - November 15, 2020 - Features, Politics - No Comments

The elections are over. Looks like Joe Biden will be the next president, but Donald Trump will probably not concede until Inauguration Day.

I was thinking about writing a long post about the elections. But even though I did my civic duty and voted early by mail, I was ws probably less excited on Election Day since at least the George H.W. Bush-Michael Dukakis snoozer of 1988. I wrote several weeks ago, “I wouldn’t vote for President Donald Trump or Joe Biden if you gave me a fistful of dollars at the polling booth. And what ever happened to intriguing third party candidates like Barry Commoner, Ralph Nader, Ron Paul, Ed Clark, and even Jesse “the Body” Ventura? We need alternatives to the Democratic and Republican monopoly more than ever, and yet the biggest third party is rapper Kayne West (actually, West doesn’t belong to any party).”

Ultimately, when it came to the election, to quote a title from an early 1970s song, it don’t matter to me. I was more excited about Fight Island, the World Series, the sudden rise of the Indiana Hoosiers on the gridiron after so many years of mediocrity, and Tiger King episodes than I was about the election hoopla between two candidates that were. . .the less said, the better.

Now what will the United States look like under a Biden presidency? Your guess is as good as mine. The supermarket tabloid astrologers probably would more accurately forecast politics than this humble blogger. To quote the writer Maya Angelou, I am just “hoping for the best, prepared for the worst, and unsurprised by anything in between”.

Near the end of the action flick First Blood, when Lieutenant Sam Trautman tells John Rambo, “It’s over,” Rambo shouts, “Nothing is over! Nothing!” And that is true with politics. Already people are giving their impressions for who will be running for president in 2024.

Let the circus next election begin.

Joe’s Maybe Memorable Quote of the Day

Politics is like kudzu during the summer–it never seems to end.

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