They say there’s a first time for everything … as in, well, everything.
I needĀ not be too specific … if you get my drift.
My wife and I are going to do something for the first time — if my memory hasn’t failed me — on Tuesday.
We’re going to an election-night watch party.
Some friends of ours in Amarillo invited us to their home along with several dozen perhaps of their best friends to watch the returns roll in on this most consequential presidential election.
Our friends know of my utter, complete, well-documented disdain for the Republican Party’s presidential nominee. They figure I’m all in with the Democratic nominee.
I’m not really. Neither is my wife.
But here’s the thing. Americans are facing a dismal choice as they select the next president of the United States. One of these two people will take the oath of office next January.
Am I happy about the choices we have?
As I told friendsĀ my wife and IĀ met for lunch Friday in Colorado Springs, Colo., if the choices had been, say, Vice President Joe Biden and Ohio Gov. John Kasich, that would have presented me with a much happier decision-making exercise. If Kasich had been the GOP nominee this fall instead of the clown the party nominated, then I likely would be casting my first-ever presidential vote for the Republican nominee.
Our friends say they want to surround themselves Tuesday night with friends who will want Hillary Clinton to be elected.
From my perspective, that might be overstating — in a fairly nuanced sort of way — my own preference.
Given the miserable nature of the GOP nominee, I would prefer Hillary to be elected.
With that in mind — and in my heart — we will go to our friends’ home in a couple of days and hope that Americans will make the right call in selecting the next head of state, commander in chief and leader of the greatest nation on Earth.