The Moment of Truth… Or Not

Well, today is the day we’ve all been waiting for. Four excruciating years, and then an interminable, maddening, infuriating presidential election campaign. After tonight, we’ll be done with it.

For a while.

I won’t say that this election doesn’t matter, because it most certainly does. But if anyone thinks that electing Mitt Romney will solve all our problems — especially the fiscal ones — they’ve got another think coming.

So later today I’ll go down to the firehouse, put on my gas mask, and pull the lever next to the “R” all the way down the line. But don’t expect me to be happy about it…

The core problem is this: no matter who wins this election, the fact remains that approximately half the voters who bother to vote will have voted to put the Messiah of Hope and Change back on the throne for another four years. Even after seeing what he really is, and knowing what he has done for four years, half the country still wants him in there, reading from his teleprompters and lecturing the American people about what they have to do and buy and eat and say and believe and think.

That’s the problem, and it will still be there, even if Mitt Romney somehow manages to squeak by and steals the throne from Hussein.

The unhappy truth is that no one can save America from fiscal Armageddon at this point. It’s too late. Our doom must come.

Even so, it’s still a good idea to vote a straight Republican ticket. If we turn the keys to the Republic over to the Republicans, we’re slightly less likely to get an EMP to go with our hyperinflation.

Cold comfort is better than none.