You know the old one about the agnostic, insomniac dyslexic who lies in his bed at night thinking that thought, right? I told a friend the other day that the 2008 Presidential election is a referendum on God. If God really exists, a Democrat will win. And I mean a true Democrat, like, uh, um, say John Edwards.OK, so that’s out on the table. You know what cards I’m holding. I’m what you’d call an ABH Democrat; Anyone But Hillary, that is. To me she’s Republican Light (now with added flavor!). But I digress.
If a Supreme Power truly exists - and we won’t delve into what constitutes “existence”, as I’m not that strong on Quantum Physics, and if we get down into the sub-atomic level and different planes of being and disappearing electrons and String Theory, then I won’t be able to really put up a strong offensive - then an ABH Democrat will be elected President on November 4, 2008. And I know, I know: God has a lot more to do than worry about a piddly Presidential election of some f*cked-up country on some backwater planet in some forgotten galaxy. There’s an intergalactic war that’s been raging for 2000 years in NGC 3370, fer chrissake! But even knowing how busy God’s schedule is, It (for lack of a better pronoun - God doesn’t have a gender, ethnicity, or form, and if you think differently, then your intellect is too limited for this conversation anyway, so good-bye) has to devote just a minute fraction of time to make sure this one goes right (or left, as it were). I mean, come on, give us a real President so we can have a fighting chance at setting things straight before Iran, Iraq, Israel, the U.S., and a bunch of other places are rendered uninhabitable due to nuclear fallout, and the rest of the world is pretty much submerged after the polar ice caps melt…
The Rethuglicans have such an embarrassing panel of candidates that I wonder, nay, gawp, at the sheer audacity of any of them running for President. And after watching the Repub “debate” last night, I despair even more for our country that there are people who would actually vote for one of them. My brother-in-law is one of those people. Lord, forgive them - they know not what they do.
So I said, “Hey, God, hey! How about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know?” We deserve a break down here. OK, maybe we don’t really deserve it, but God is supposed to be all loving and forgiving and empathetic and stuff, so perhaps It will take pity on us in between finding more space beyond the edge of the Universe to stretch the expanding galaxies into and listening to It’s favorite mp3 mix (God loves alt, punk, and old 80’s stuff like Hot Hot Heat, The Soviettes, The Smithereens, Cake, and the Ramones; what no one knows is if God uses some type of ethereal iPod, or if It just pulls songs off anyone’s hard drive; and will the RIAA go after God for not buying the music?) to monitor the election and ensure a Dem win. And when the neocons f*ck with the election results again, I’m praying that God will flip a few electrons back to tally the vote correctly.
If we end up with - God help us all - warmongering nutjob Giuliani, or even some amorphous dog-torturing creep like Romney, it’s a definite sign that God Has Left the Building. I had a friend in college who was an outstanding ping-pong, tennis, and pinball player. He would absolutely crack me up with his deadpan delivery of a line that was not originally meant as a comedic throw-off. When the ball, despite his best efforts, would drain down the middle between the flippers, he would in a totally calm way say, “Jesus wept.” I will echo that line if a Dem doesn’t carry the day on 2008-11-04.
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