The Weekly Commuter

“God will do the right thing on election day,” Sarah Palin said.

God did do the right thing on election day. He stepped aside and let the American people vote.

And so goodbye.

Goodbye to the Palinistas and the McCainiacs.

Goodbye to Joe the Plumber and Tito the Builder.

Goodbye to “There is no God!” and Letter to America 2012.

Goodbye to the difference between a pitbull and a hockey mom.

Goodbye to sex on skates and having your six-year-old daughter carry your baby wherever you go.

Goodbye to getting a candidate’s religion wrong and purposefully using his middle name when mentioning him.

Goodbye to pandering to the female vote by choosing as your running mate a woman so obviously and completely unqualified for the office in question.

Goodbye to pandering to the hardcore Christian vote.

Goodbye to stormy waters, rough seas, ships drifting, wolves running through a forest at night, polar bears picked off from the heights of a helicopter, “Drill, baby, drill,” American-flag bikinis, drinking buddies, $150,000 spent on a new wardrobe, “Drill here, drill now, pay less,” the proximity of Alaska to Russia, forced teenage marriage for the sake of political appearances, skinning a moose, talk of socialism, “the pro-America parts of the country,” the abuse of the word patriotism, fear of something–someone–different, reliance on the old ways, misunderstimating the electorate, the voters, Americans; elitism masked as conservatism, arrogance, a one-sided view of the world, belief that this party will always triumph.

It has not triumphed, and America is already the better for it.