I am typing this while my little girls fight with each other in the basement. Their general modus operandi is to argue until one of them ends up in tears at which point they yell and stomp until they have worked out their differences. I often don't need to intervene and this, in many ways, makes my twins far more mature than Congress.
Last night, my husband and I stayed up late watching the election returns. I was anxious all day. I lived in Boston during Mitt Romney's tenure and could not face the prospect of him as President. (Apparently neither could the vast majority of other Massachusetts residents.) To say I was relieved that this country re-elected Obama is a huge understatement.
While I think Obama is a hard-working, intelligent man with a lot of class, I am not optimistic about what he can accomplish. The Republicans seem to take pride in being obstinate obstructionists. I can't understand how people who do nothing but refuse to compromise continue to get elected.
The country can't move forward if our representatives don't work together. Compromise is what makes the world go round. Do I need to send my three-year-old twins to Washington to prove the damn point?