Yes, there are Democrats in Aggieland, and did we party on election night!
A loyal Democrat owns a local Mexican restaurant. We had all our debate parties there, enjoying nachos and margaritas while watching hapless John McSame unsuccessfully try to ruffle Barack. Fortunately, the fire marshal didn’t show up on election night, as we packed the place to the walls. There were hundreds of us, pitted against a couple of Republicans seated at the bar, who did their best to cheer as returns from Mississippi and Alabama trickled in. When Florida and Ohio went for Barack, the blue dye was cast. We knew the explosion would occur at ten o’clock, when west coast voting would cease and the networks would project the inevitable winner.
Then it happened. Eight years of indescribable frustration manifested itself in a joyous eruption. Hugs, high fives, and smiles the width of the Brazos River permeated the faces of those who had put up with more than their share of office colleagues, friends, family, and neighbors–ultraconservative Bush lovers who defiantly remained out of step with the rest of the educated world. Brazos County, home of Pappy Bush’s presidential library, voted as if it were willing to put up with four more years of the same, but Texas moved five percent closer to turning blue. The Hispanic vote, which naysayers predicted would never turn out in support of a black man, rolled in solidly for Barack. The cities, Houston, Dallas, and Austin, reflected solid support for Democrats. The 17th Congressional District, in which we reside, did reelect George W.’s Democratic congressman, Chet Edwards. A “Blue Dog” he may be, but he’s our blue dog!
As for me, I enjoyed watching the eruption of hate and gnashing to teeth expressed on the Texags.com Politics forum. I did my best to contribute with the video linked below.