1 It was wishful thinking. And a tiny bit of insanity. When I saw my choices, I chose to realize the person who would be president (Clinton, McCain, Obama, Huckabee, WHOEVER!) was going to make a mess of things. I at least made a lot of jokes and enjoyed the campaigns, because it was hysterical. It helps to be a scot-irish taoist. The dark humor comes naturally. Other people, I think, didn't allow themselves to believe what their mind knew, and instead threw themselves into hoping for a hero. I admit, I supported Bush more than I should have, looking back. But I was a new mom and I needed a hero. I was still critical of a ton of what he did, but I probably should have been more so.