CONFESS!!!! Where were you 6 years ago today when you heard the news

I was at work at my previous job. I had to go to the bathroom because I knew the tears were coming out and didn't want to bawl in front of my co-workers, some of which were celebrating this travesty. I vowed on that day 6 years ago I would never refer to him as the "P" word - he was not elected, he was selected by four men and one woman who didn't think the people were smart enough to decide who should run this country

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It's one of those memories that are so horrible I think I've totally blocked it out.

I remember watching the networks cutting in with the announcement from the Supreme Court. And then Al Gore's very, very gracious concession speech. And the networks cutting away to Bush...and his less than inspiring speech. And as Bush was leaving, one of the announcers said "and now he's President-elect Bush". I wish I could say that I was as upset as you. I was...but sheer disbelief was what I was feeling.

I did a lot of that back then.




:hi:

We need another DU gathering!

We do need another gathering.
Are you coming down to Florida anytime soon?

What part of florida are you located?

I'm due east of where you were, in Pompano Beach.

It didn't take a genius to figure out what was happening early on. I told everyone who would listen that the election was a scam and I refused to vote in it. That was a few months before the election. Of course everyone just thought I was out of my mind and that I was off on one of my conspiracy rants.

They then asked me how I knew what was going to happen when a month later it was still up in the air. I wasn't surprised one bit 6 years ago today.

God, what a shitty day all around. x(

Calling in sick, and disgusted, for two days. As I recall, I took a stroll down to the neighborhoood liqour store that day too.

or at work.

Have to tell you I don't really remember. That was a long time ago and sometimes my memory is not the best.

MAN were the cusswords flying...

I think that was the toughest thing I ever had to post to the Web site.

...on CNN. I had a sinking, sick feeling that our election system was to forever be changed, and not for the good. That sickening
feeling would only be compounded a short time later when, on live TV, I saw the 2nd plane hit the WTC.

Or maybe it was after school. I didn't really care. But I was, like, eleven.

The news was announce on the TV and the patrons roared with approval, I left.

I recently revisited the tavern to do some more research (The tavern is decent barometer of what is happening in a red area of my district), and I can now safely report these people aren't so jazzed about Bush* these days. I will need to continue my research, but I will enjoy a little Schadenfreude in the process.

the radio I had to pull over. I knew it was going to suck, although admittedly I never expected anything as bad as this.

sipping on some crown royal...

I know those were my feelings - can't say exactly where I was when I heard the news as I was 'in shock' at the time.

:shrug:

My barber told me the news just came over the radio. She was pissed off too.

Turned off the tv, turned off the computer and stuck my head in the sand. There was really nothing else for me to do.

Of course, I do remember thinking at some point that Shrubya would be a one-termer like Poppy and that he couldn't do TOO much damage.

How very wrong I was.

in 2004. It was probably a mistake on my part.

I remember the really, really, really, really dark time when this guy had a 90% approval rating. I just couldn't believe it. I wonder who in the general public will confess to being one of those 9 out of 10?

I've noticed a lot of George W. Bush pictures I've seen around being removed from the wall.

that in my mind, it's just a big ball of ugly. I do remember crying, though, when I heard the news. The tears were partly sadness, and partly anger.

i really didn't believe it.

appeared on the big screen

And sobbed. And sobbed some more.

directly above the chair in the ceiling with the headphones on listening to CNN. I was just about crying and it wasn't from the dental procedure.

I remember the chaos initially after the election, but no real memories after the S.C. handed down their decision. I do remember being appalled that every member of the court voted party lines. I expected better than that - I think somehow I expected that some dems would vote for bush and some repubs would vote for gore. It was sickening that when it came down to it, it was just 7 votes that counted.

The entire management staff of my branch were a bunch of Talibornagain right-wing clowns. They wheeled in a TV so all of us could watch the verdict. I had to stand there, clenching my teeth and my fists as the Extreme Court robbed us all of over two hundred years of ballot-box democracy. One of the worst days of my life. Of course, this was before September 11, so I thought that was as bad as it could get.

and all kinds of expletives spewed from my mouth. And Mr GoG told me it was probably best not to say negative things about Dumbyass in front of our youngest, to keep him feeling safe and secure.

I didn't listen to him.

it was on that day that i finally realized just how bad things really were, and vowed to get involved

right up until the beginning of one of my more important classes...that I now don't even remember the title of...making a silent promise to God, fate, the Universe, whatever, that no matter where I was or what I was doing in 2004, I would drop everything to campaign for Al Gore. When we got my beloved John Kerry instead, that's what I did.

Didn't leave for another three days.

What I do remember is that it snowed like a son-of-a-gun that day and I was out shoveling in the evening so I could get out of my parking space to get to work the next day, when some neighbors went to their car and drove off. Leaving me to think :wtf: ??? Who would go out on such a terrible night?

Turns out that another neighbor, and good friends of theirs, had suffered a fatal heart attack while undergoing angioplasty. They were heading eight miles downtown to the hospital to be with the family. Yes, they made it back okay.

A bad day all around.

I protested from the election until after the appointment, then protested Bush or Cheney when they came here. I protested Sandra Day O'Connor when she came here.

Bastards.

Good work.

Stopped still for about 2 minutes and prayed. And I never pray.

yelled from his room, "They're stopping the recounts!" So I went in there and we watched the press conference or whatever took place on his 10" TV.

I don't remember much about the rest of the night. I probably suppressed it.

I'd decided to give up the vigil and go to bed but I couldn't sleep, so instead I turned on a television. The verdicts was in, and I started to cry.

:shrug:

RL

We sat in the parking lot and listened to Gore's speech on the radio, then we went inside. Our friend and his parents (who were also there,) are Republicans to the tenth power. Of course, they could not resist baiting us about Gore's speech. It was an awful night. It was all I could do not to fix the parents with a glare and tell them that maybe it was more important to support the people visiting their son than to make a political point.

I returned the favor recently, though, after the Democrats swept the house and regained a majority in the Senate. It's amazing how little they want to talk about politics now.

Julie

and walked into the ladies room. I punched the stall door so hard, I had a bruise on my hand for two weeks.

We had a terrible snowstorm and Mr. Wonderful was coming to pick me up from work and when I got into the car, he said to me "well so much for my first vote as an American citizen being counted". He was as disgusted by what had gone on as I was. Being raised a Catholic in Northern Ireland prior to the "Troubles", he knew what voter fraud and not having the right to vote was all about.

I also vowed that day never to refer to C+Augustus as President. I kept thinking how glad I was that my father wasn't alive to see what had transpired. If he had been, the outcome probably would've have killed him.

It was a real sucky ass day...

I think it was my editor who gave us the news. I remember thinking "What the fuck have they done?" but even I could not have imagined the repercussions of that act.

to bury my mother. Not a happy time either way.

The last six years of my life have sucked. Majorly, due to a bad decision I made in 8/00.

I know where I was but I've blocked it out. I'd really like to forget the last six years...my life seems to follow politics really closely, unfortuneatly.

I can't remember where I was exactly- home watching TV I think

sooooooooooo pissed!

felt betrayed by the supremes

and they are no longer "supreme" in my eyes

and * is not my P

he is a pResident.

don't get me started

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Actually the night of the 12th I was driving with a couple of very attractive women in my car, and we were taking a tour observing the Christmas lights on the houses in a couple of neighborhoods. And I had a classical music station on, which we were enjoying. So that night was very pleasant and enjoyable for me, other than the fact that I was in the middle of having a cold at that time.

It was the next morning, December 13, 2000, my 50th birthday, that I heard the news when I woke up.

I already did not like *, and had worried earlier that year about the possibility of his becoming the pResident, and I was definitely unhappy and upset that morning that he was the one who was going to be the occupant of the White House. However I had no idea that day either that * was going to be as bad as he has turned out to be, or that the Supreme Court action was as wrong and as criminal as I would later learn that it was.

My mom took me out to a special dinner for my birthday that night, along with my sister and her husband. They had all been for * that year. They particularly despised Clinton, especially after his affair; they couldn't forgive him for that. My mom at one point made a toast to the new pResident. I did not join in that toast. My mom said "you may not like who he is, but aren't you glad we have one?"

At later times I have let my family know of my feelings about *. At a family gathering in 2002 I wore an anti-shrub t-shirt at a family gathering.

In recent years I have avoided discussing politics with the family members mentioned above, except some with my brother-in-law, who I am close to. My brother-in-law was somewhat happy about the Democrats taking control of Congress recently, as much out of concern for one party controlling all branches of government as for any other reason. I do not know my mother's or my sister's present feelings about *, and I don't know if either they or my brother-in-law voted for him in 2004.

I made the same "P" word vow too. I remember I was walking into Westgate Mall mulling the situation over and thinking, about how I would never refer to this clown by that title.

Peace Corps.

I'm still trying to figure out just what the hell happened. I leave the country for two years and all f*ck breaks out.