It’s over.....

......at long last.

For once we voted for winners.
Except now begins the noisy rantings of apoplectic Limbaugh and his lackeys, heavily stoked on OxyContin®.
And the shrill screaming of goosestepping Ann Coulter, etc.
And the bleatings of the tub-thumpers, who want a return to bombast and vitriol, guns and corpulent fatcats triumphant.
“A historic election: the first African-American ever elected president in history.”
A sign up in nearby Bristol says: “No ape in ‘08.”
Woulda been historical if McCain had won too. “The first hottie ever elected to high national office!”
It’s a cryin’ shame.
John McCain woulda made a much better prez than Dubya. But then he made the mistake of naming that bubblehead cheerleader to be his running-mate.
“Seems kinna ditzy to my,” said Frank Falzone (“fowl-ZONE”) the Business-Agent of my old bus-union.
All because McCain was afraid of inflaming the tub-thumpers by naming Lieberman.
What I’m more afraid of is assassination plots.
Long ago a young dude was elected president; his name was John Kennedy.
He was a break from the excessive post-war posturing of the ‘50s, a signal of change (dread).
But he got assassinated.
So I’m worried about Obama.
The established powers-that-be can never accommodate more than tiny incremental change.
If the will of the electorate gets scotched, the tub-thumpers may claim it’s God’s will.

Meanwhile, closer to home......
—1) Goosestepping Chris Lee defeated voice-of-reason, and so-called “liberial trial-lawyer” Alice Kryzan;
—2) Flaming-liberial Eric Massa is ahead of incumbent Congressman, REPUBLICAN, and fervent Dubya-supporter, Randy Kuhl (“COOL” — “Kuhl bad.....”), but absentee-ballots have to be counted;
—3) Republican (and past Democrat) Joe Robach (“row-BACH,” as in Johann Sebastian Bach) defeated challenger Rick Dollinger (“DOLL-in-jerr” — “Rick, ya drive a Lexus;” Robach was endorsed by my bus-union.)
—4) The proposed land-purchase proposition in our Town to add to Michael Prouty Park failed.
No way can a sweetheart deal for the landowners ever do otherwise. No way are they gonna get $4,250 per acre on the open market. (That’s 200% of the market value.)
An unfunded land-purchase is a tax-increase in waiting.

The tub-thumpers are in eclipse.
The vast majority of voters ain’t listening. Limberger is so frustrated he’s even more bellicose.
The fatcats mucked up our economy so bad, and now they want a bailout.

All my siblings are strident REPUBLICANS, and are probably incensed, since Obama is of-the-devil.

“Bristol” is a very rural town south of where we live (in the rural town of West Bloomfield, in Western New York).

A loud famblee argument has surfaced about “hottie.” I follow the old definition where “hottie” equaled a slut. But all my Christian-zealot relatives loudly declare that “hottie” has become a symbol of Christian virtue and attractiveness. Sarah Palin was “hot.”

“Dubya” is George W. Bush, our current president; proclaimed by my siblings as “the greatest president of all time.”

For 16&1/2 years (1977-1993) I drove transit bus for Regional Transit Service, the transit-bus operator in Rochester, NY. My bus-union was Local 282 of the nationwide Amalgamated Transit Union.

Lee versus Kryzan was the 26th Congressional district; Massa versus Kuhl the 29th, Robach versus Dollinger the 56th State Senate district.

RE: “Kuhl bad.....” —The United States Postal Service was to keep count of the number of political mailings. So the postmaster at the West Bloomfield post-office, where my wife works part-time, created two bins for Massa and Kuhl literature. The mailings by each candidate were badmouthing the other; so she named each bin “Massa-bad” and “Kuhl-bad.”

“Liberial” is how my loudmouthed macho brother-from-Boston noisily insists “liberal” is spelled. (Recently it’s “liberila” or “libieral.”)

“Michael Prouty Park” is a town park near where we live. The land for it was donated by the Prouty family in honor of their deceased son (“Michael”) who used to play in that area. —It is mostly athletic fields, but has an open picnic pavilion. It’s maintained by the town. I walk our dog to and around it.

“Limberger” is Rush Limbaugh. I call him that because I think he stinks.