SFIndiePUMA’s Rant
By SFIndiePUMA on November 18, 2008 at 4:30 AM in Current Affairs
There’s so much about this past two years that has angered, frustrated, puzzled, shocked, and hurt me. I think the most painful, and the most surprising, is the loss of friends.
I would never have thought that friends of almost 2 decades would refuse to have anything to do with me because I did not support The Pretender. It didn’t seem to matter that I had valid concerns. It didn’t seem to matter that I was able to back up my reservations with facts. It didn’t seem to matter that I was tolerant of their choice to drink the kool-aid and accept a candidate who was as much a mirage as heat rising off the pavement on a hot day. All that seemed to matter was that I did not blindly follow their chosen one, and for that I have been cast aside.
I’ve heard this story again and again, from people who are only usernames to me. And every time I hear about someone else’s loss, my heart breaks for them. This man, this Pretender, has done more damage to the emotional infrastructure of this country with his lies and corruption than I think anyone can fathom right now. We see how men have turned against women, race against race, youth against age, straight against gay. The damage done to families and friendships is still hiding beneath the surface of our consciousness, and I wonder when we’ll begin to feel, and experience, the fallout from that.
I guess, because Thanksgiving is just around the corner, I’m feeling the loss more strongly. Every Thanksgiving since 1992 I have spent with these friends. It’s the most joyful holiday for me, spending time with those I love, who love me back. Loved me unconditionally, I thought. Apparently I was wrong. So this Thanksgiving will be different. I’ll have to start a new tradition, sit with new faces around the table, create a new history of shared experiences, because I’ve been cast aside.
Nothing The Pretender ever accomplishes will make up for the damage he’s done. He will never have my forgiveness; he will never have my support; he will never have my good wishes; he will never have my respect; he will never have my sympathies; he will never have anything from me but my complete and utter contempt.
I can live with that.






















