An American Travesty: Thoughts on Kamala Harris’ Defeat
Of course, there’s a part of me that finds Vice President Harris’ defeat “suspicious.” Nothing adds up. Every poll said that the race was a “dead heat” and too close to call — even on Election Day morning. What happened to the country not knowing who had won until after Election Night? How was Pennsylvania called so quickly? How were the other states called so quickly?
Didn’t we want to be absolutely sure before a winner was announced, and how did Harris lose the popular vote?
From the moment I started watching the results, to the moment I accepted Harris’ defeat after watching her give her concession speech, I wrestled between numbness and disbelief. As I watched Trump win more and more electoral votes, and Harris stay behind the entire time the votes were counted, I was in disbelief. I attended a watch party because watching at home would be too nerve wrecking. As people ate, listened to music, and talked, people came in and out the viewing room to see what was going on. No one had their eyes glued to the screen the entire time. After a couple hours, the majority of attendees conceded that “our girl” had lost. However, another man and myself said it was too early to call, and wondered how no one remembered the trajectory of last election’s results. We didn’t know Biden had won until Saturday, and Trump was leading at some…
