Politics? What’s next, Religion?

Once again, an excerpt from Book V (2009) of ‘The Mount Whitney Journals’. This time I delve into the vicious world of politics and write about the 2008 Presidential Election. Don’t fret, I’m not using my blog as a bully pulpit. With Obama in Oakland today I figure this is a good time to publish this post. And yes, Mr. President, if you need an ambassador or need a cabinet post filled, I’m still available. But I do need Wednesdays off for hiking.

Obama/Biden 2008 & 2012

October, 2008, South Lake Tahoe, CA

My Toyota 4Runner now proudly displays an Obama/Biden bumper sticker. I picked it up in Placerville as I drove through the mountains on the way to Lake Tahoe. I’d stopped for coffee and noticed a Democratic Party field office had been set up next to Rite-Aid so I stopped in and grabbed one. I estimate that since getting my driver’s license in 1976, I’ve driven enough miles to travel to and from the moon, yet this is the first bumper sticker I’ve affixed to one of my vehicles. I never wanted to be one of ‘those people’ who cover the back of their cars with so many stickers that they can barely see out the back window. I figured that it always starts with one sticker, then a second, a third and so on until it becomes an obsessive fetish.

Disclosure: in the late 1970’s, my first car, a 1972 Buick LeSabre sported a fluorescent orange ‘Portuguese Power’ bumper sticker, but it was the family car, a hand-me-down, and my dad is the one who did the affixing.

Barack-O-Lantern 2008

November 7, 2008 

It’s been three days since the election and I have yet to hear from President-elect Obama or his advisers about a cabinet post or other jobs. I’d settle for a judgeship or something in the diplomatic corps, even if it conflicted with my bartending job. I know he’s been busy, but if he doesn’t call by Monday, I’m calling or Skyping him myself. I donated $50 to his campaign, for God’s sake. It doesn’t sound like much, but taken as a percentage of my income, it is significant. What I’m truly hoping for is something in the Interior Department so I can install an escalator on Mt. Whitney between Trail Camp and Trail Crest. Other ideas: pipe in more oxygen on the mountain, especially above 12,000’; a coffee kiosk (not Starbucks) at the top, or perhaps just at Trail Camp. I’m flexible.


About victorvolta

I am a freelance photographer/writer based in the San Francisco Bay Area. I grew up in the very suburban city of Santa Clara. Education: San Jose State University (class of '84) BA degree in Journalism with concentrations in Photojournalism and English. Favorite Foods: Ribeye steaks and Stan's Doughnuts (separate plates, usually). Favorite Drinks: Strong gourmet coffee and Trader Joe's Blood Orange Italian Soda (separate cups).
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