Yes, folks, I'm kind of sad.
Went to the Grand Opening of the Pittsburgh Office, and, I must say, I felt a bit let down.
You see, I worked the PA Primary, and had a great time. We were all a bunch of amateurs, flying by the seat of our pants, changing things moment by moment, but we were all committed to Da Man and his message. The party hacks were all on the other side; they weren't running our show, and we didn't have to do things their way.
Tonight, the party hacks were large and in charge. It was evident from the way they gave orders. During the primary campaign, it was What Can You Do? What Do You Want To Do? Okay, Do It! Now, those people who wear neckties or union t-shirts or have the most buttons (not just Obama buttons, but Kerry and Gore and Clinton buttons--I asked one officious personage what she had against Dukakis or Mondale!) tell you Do This, Do That without inquiring into one's gifts or interests. It's as if by winning--nationwide, not alas in Pennsylvania--the crazy, whacky folks who made this movement a success have, in fact, lost control.
Yes, I'll continue working for Da Man, because I want more than anything to see him elected. I'll do what I'm told, even if a party hack, a suit or a union or a multi-buttoned nostalgist tells me to do it. Somehow, though, the fun has gone out of it. For tonight at least.
Peace,
David
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