The True Confessions of an Obsessive, Compulsive "Real" Democrat
Hi everybody. My name is Jade and I'm a Democrat. Er, I need to be completely honest here, so let me amend that. I'm a liberal Democrat. A lifelong liberal Democrat. And my confession today is that I am nervous.
I've been following this election obsessively and complusively since 2004. Yeah, 2004. Just after the last Democratic "near victory." My obsessive compulsion went from being a chronic disorder to an acute, chronic disorder in January of 2007. That is when the rumors of a possible Obama bid started really swirling. I started watching for the telltale signs of domain names going AWOL, from hints by clued-in insiders who would be in the know.
Then came February. You know what happened then. I was ecstatic. I was hope-filled and hopeful. I was able to make it through the "coronation phase" of the then putative front-runner of the long Iowa summer. As the leaves began to turn that autumn, I'll admit, I was worried. We Democrats were blessed with not one or two great candidates, but eight.
Then came a debate in Philadelphia, and my concerns were assuaged. Mind you, I never lost faith. I never switched candidates. I never changed horses in mid-stream. Always a voracious reader, I found ways to read more: essays, and policy monographs, histories and legislative drafts. If I was sitting, I was reading -- even while pretending to watch TV. I tried reading on the treadmill, but fear of losing my front teeth in an unfortunate treadmill face plant ended that experiment. But a stationary bike was a safer choice.
I did not look forward to the holidays in 2007, but worried that New Hampshire would move their primary to December. And New Year's celebrations were curtailed by worrying about whether the caucuses in Iowa would be successful. On caucus night, I watched C-Span which had cameras stationed at my old high school, which hadn't changed as much in thirty-some years as I had.
There was a victory speech that brought me to tears.




