All Twittered Out

Fed up with the political rollercoaster, I'm saving myself for Nov. 5.

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I am glad there will be no debate this week. I skipped them all. Okay, I watched them in bits and pieces on YouTube after the fact. But I couldn't take the intense emotion of the actual events. It's not that I'm sitting on the sidelines. I am politically involved and well informed. But the emotion, overall, has gotten to be too much for me in this race.

This election—the Obama candidacy in particular—has so invigorated the electorate that everyone feels compelled to share, to pull everyone they know onto the emotional rollercoaster that has defined this political season. I've been Digg'ed, Flickr'ed, Tweeted and texted to death with speculation and prognostication about the outcome of the race. My e-mail box is overflowing, and I have a nagging backlog of election-related notes awaiting answers on LinkedIn, Facebook and Myspace.

It consumes dinner-party conversations, dominates wait time in movie queues, and, once, so engaged my dentist during a dental exam that all I could do was burble and gurgle in response.

The adrenaline-rush aspect of this whole thing makes me nervous.

"He's up."

"He's down."

"He's two points ahead, but that really means he's behind."

 "Why doesn't he show a little more spunk; push back."

"He shoulda." "He coulda." "He oughta."  

I suppose it's why I've never become a sports fan: Too much emotional investment in the team winning; too much stress stimulation when they're in the playoffs. Too much fear.