Well, it’s over.  Mitt Romney ran a good race, but when the votes were tallied, he lost.  Badly.  Seriously, given the state of the Union after the last four years, he could have at least made it close on election night.

So we have a Republican House, a Democrat Senate, and a Democrat President.  In other words, pretty much what we had on Monday night.  Obama will continue to ignore his opposition in Congress.  Fast and Furious will never be fully investigated, and neither will Benghazi.  Even if the high keening I hear from the Internet was right and voter fraud was a problem, again, nothing will happen.  Eric Holder will never lift a finger to penalize the people who kept him in a job.  Obama will use Congress’ intransigence as an excuse to expand an already imperial presidency.  And the rest of us will quietly slip into economic oblivion as we continue to bump along the bottom.

To the Republicans, all I can say is “Thank you, and good night”.  You got beaten badly in 1992, 1996, 2008, and now 2012.  You almost lost in 2000 and 2004.  Face it, you don’t have what it takes to fight for a presidency.  You were handed an election that should have been a walk-off home run, and you hit the umpire in the crotch with the bat.  Unless you pull your thumb out and stop giving us milquetoast candidates that blend in with the background, we are through.  Seriously, if the next few candidates don’t breathe fire, I’m looking elsewhere for my source of junk mail.  As for your ‘leadership’ in the House, you better grow a bloody spine.  My suggestion is to pass a budget resolution every week until the President and Harry Reid get a clue and make a credible counter offer.  For those of you in the Senate, the word is “filibuster”.  Look it up and use it prodigiously to discourage the lesser natures of your Democrat colleagues.

Oh, and here’s a hint:  NO-ONE CARES ABOUT THE CULTURE WAR WHEN THEY’RE WORRIED ABOUT HOW THEY’RE GOING TO KEEP A ROOF OVER THEIR HEADS AND FOOD ON THE TABLE!  QUIT IT!

To the President, congratulations.  I hope the next four years age you terribly.  As for me, I’ll be up here with the rest of the monkeys screaming and throwing waste every time you step out of line.  I wish you and your family no ill, but I hope that by the end of this term, you regret ever getting into politics.

For the rest of y’all, thank you for letting me vent my spleen and cry in my beer a bit.  Strap yourselves in, this is going to get a bit bumpy.