What's the worst thing about not being able to ride my bike on a beautiful fall day?
Well, if it were any given beautiful fall day, I'd have a long list of choices: the glow of the early November sun on fallen leaves, the crisp air, the energy of this city. But because I'm sidelined during the Presidential election, the choice is simple. It's simply excruciating to be surrounded by talk about vote counts and who wants them to continue--or end.
It's been about 40 hours since all of the polls closed. Trump wins South Carolina--no surprise, really--but I, and millions of other people--wait with bated breath when Michigan and Wisconsin and Pennsylvania are mentioned. Biden won the first two, but count in the Keystone State could go on for days, according to pundits.
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| From the Wall Street Journal |
Electoral campaigns are called "races" and elections are described with analogies to sports. Such language and imagery are apt, but there is a major difference: I may want a particular rider to win the Tour or Giro or the local crit, or one team or another to win a game, but if someone else emerges victorious, I may be disappointed but my life will go on. In contrast, one candidate or another winning an election can make a real difference in my life, and the lives of many other people!
I just hope my guy, and team, win!
