Honeymoon's Over

Okay, well I have done my share of feeling God's own crappy. But as someone said last night, the honeymoon's over. That's as much indulgence as the bastards get from me. Time to pick myself up off the floor, and go do the dishes. Clearly, there are a lot of dishes to be done. But you get the dishes done by starting somewhere and doing one at a time.

Here's what I'm doing for starters:

I just joined the Democracy Now Meetup near me. The next meeting is in early December and I'll plan on dragging Hal along. Continuing to build in-person networks is something I should have been working harder on all along, and I think the mutual support will be a good thing.

I also just signed up for the Party for America discussion list for similar reasons; the networks need to be maintained and extended.

I'm switching my clock radio to a music station for a while. I need not to wake up to the news while I'm still feeling fragile.

I'm getting a copy of What's the Matter with Kansas?, on the theory that you can't fight an effective war without good intel.

I'm thinking about what the next steps need to be. I think our bloggers have to keep doing what they have been doing, acting as clearing houses for the information that doesn't get big news play, and the rest of us have to help them keep the corporate media accountable. Have yo been writing letters to editors and NPR? Now is not the time to quit. The Sinclair advertiser boycott showed that a united effort using economic tactics can work and leveraging the power of internet communication was key, there. And we have to keep and redouble the pressure on our elected and appointed officials. Put those numbers in your cell phone. There's at least one battle over a Supreme Court appointment to be fought, Texas redistricting to be overturned, Tom Delay to be tossed out of the House on ethics and felony charges, and the list goes on.

Big John is right: we are not losers, we're Americans. We woke up on November 3 still Americans, and that means we have been blessed with great good luck and privilege, and that means we have a charge to keep.

I think the biggest disappointment about the election for me was that I thought somehow that if we got a Democrat in the White House, we could all relax and "go back to normal," and let someone else do the dishes for a while. It's not like that, it never was, and I should have known better.

Now, where are my rubber gloves?