One of the worst days of my life was the day after the 2004 election. I went to Ohio for three days canvassing with ACT. The night of the election, I saw the exit polls and was sure Kerry had won. Then at 5 a.m., I drove back, still not believing Kerry had lost.
I’m sure I would have felt much worse if I hadn’t
been under such heavy sedation worked my ass off trying to defeat Bush.
The same goes this time. Whatever happens in November, you’ll feel a hell of a lot better if you
don’t leave anything on the field leave everything on the field. I’m a misanthropic agoraphobe (John stole that descriptor from me) with a mild fear of dogs that was exacerbated by getting bit by one (not badly) in 2010 when I was out doing stuff for Dan Maffei.
If I can do it, so can you. In the meantime, give up a little something something for Obama.
Don’t trip, organize.