John Edwards dropped out of the race for the Democratic nomination for President today which means that, yet again, "my guy" isn't going to win. My track record sucks. I can't recall ever voting for the winner in the primaries (Dennis Kucinich in '04, Bill Bradley in '00, I think I voted for Paul Tsongas in '92, and I think I might have voted for Paul Simon in '88 or maybe I missed that vote because I was away at college and not together enough to get an absentee ballot). The bottom line: my support is the kiss of death. Or I remain too far out on the fringe. Still.
Will I ever see the day when a candidate can stand up and say "we need to do something about poverty, we need to provide universal healthcare, we need to fight against corporatist interests," and have the vast majority of people support that person? I don't know. Edwards' failure to gain any momentum at all is disheartening. I suppose that I should feel good that we have evolved enough as a society that the last two Democrats standing are the woman and the person of color, but I need a day or two to mourn Edwards' departure before I can gain any other perspective. Then there will be plenty of time for me to rally around Obama -- the guy does inspire me when he speaks, and his capacity for leadership (what the nation "yearns for" as the NYT noted in an editorial yesterday) cannot be overstated. But for now, I'm on the outside looking in. Again.
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