"I'm going to canvas in Pennsylvania," an e-mail from a friend announces, urging her entire buddy list to come along on the bus. "The Republicans seem to be doing dirty stuff in Florida," other Obama desperados are saying. "Do you want to watch the results together?" some ask before adding, "No, I think we'd better be alone."
We're experiencing the collective urgency and anxiety New Yorkers typically show only when the Yankees are in the World Series. Elections remind us that New Yorkers (okay, some Californians and assorted blue states) are out of step with the rest of the country (the "United States of America," as it's called by those who wear patriotic lapel pins). Nobody here sees Sarah Palin as anything but a ringer, a cynical, shocking and, yes, terrifying, choice.
This election is more than the ultimate World Series. A loss won't become history with a change of seasons. If we didn't know before, the past eight years showed how much our leaders matter.
This is the one we CAN'T AFFORD TO LOSE.