"Tonight, more than ever before, I feel like a woman without a country. I intended to write eloquent prose that covered my disillusionment, the sense of rootlessness I felt -- that I feel -- while I watch the results roll in.

Instead, the only thought that keeps popping into my mind is Fuck You.

Fuck the Floridians who dared to vote for Nader when so much was on the line.

Fuck the 18-29ers who stayed home from the polls today. When the draft board comes looking for you, I hope you remember that you spent November 2nd sitting on your hands or scratching your ass while your country needed you.

Fuck the people -- myself included -- whose vote was not a vote for Kerry, but instead was a vote against Bush.

Fuck Kerry and his patrician blandness. Fuck Edwards and his Breck-Girl hair and Pepsodent grin. Fuck your ambivalence, your wavering, your inability to capture the American imagination.

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, and oh yes, FUCK YOU to anyone who voted for the GOP. I don't care about your reasons, and I don't care about your politics. You see me and others who are unlike you as less than human and you are no longer deserving of my tolerance, my respect, or my willingness to see you as God's children. I am filled with a white-hot anger and hatred for you, your party, and everything you stand for, and if the streets of America are in flames and run red with blood after this election, it's largely your fault."