I'm Not Really Voting for Thomas Jefferson
Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored!" This is the first Election Day for this blog. What do I say?
If you're a longtime reader of "The Gods Are Bored," you know I take a dim view of democracy, because it imposes no test of mental capacity in order to cast a vote. Trust me, there are end-term Alzheimer's patients who will vote today, thinking that they're casting a ballot for Gerald Ford or Lyndon Johnson. The people who "help" them will be very helpful indeed.
If this sounds cynical, it's not. My sister saw to it that my father voted in the last election. Dad went off with the faeries three months later, convinced he'd cast his final ballot for Eisenhower.
That said, we are given the right (sort of) to choose our representatives. So we should do it. It is a civic obligation.
We are sure to see history made today. Either the nation will elect a president of color or a female vice-president. Don't believe the polls! It's going to be close.
As for me and my house, we will call upon the bored gods of Kenya in their North American incarnations and petition their aid in the elevation of Barack Obama to the presidency. Because as much as we would love it to be the case, there's really no separation of church and state in this country -- only the possibility that some religions cancel out others in the power struggle.
Continued safety to you, Candidate Obama. May it be the will of the bored gods!