DUmmie FUnnies 12-01-04 PM Edition ("How are you coping?")

The Dummies are not taking the election loss at all easily as you can see in this DUmmie THREAD titled, “How are you coping?” It might have gone easier for the DUmmies if they didn’t act like the Coyote gleefully opening the Acme Co. exit polls package on Election Day which led them to gloatingly believe victory was imminent. But as in the cartoon, the Acme Co. package exploded in the DUmmie Coyote’s as the Republican Road Runner zoomed off into the distance to the victory line. BEEP! BEEP! As usual, the DUmmie comments coping with their loss are in Bolshevik Red while your humble correspondent, acting as their shrink, is jotting down the analytic notes about the patient in the [brackets]:

Hi all---I know I keep getting very depressed about the count/recount efforts and swing wildly from thinking it's the most important thing in the world that must get done to save us all from the corrupting evil spreading across the land... to feeling like, well, gee, seems like whatever we do, we just get slapped down anyway, so, ... to just wanting to forget about the whole thing entirely for at least just a few days. I go from about 8 am to about 3 am most nights trying to find information, trying to diseminate information, analyze that information, and strategize from that analysis. I'm completely obsessed.

[Analyze, strategize, and obsess all you want but it doesn’t change the fact that a certain “Chimp” will be Smirking at you from the Jan. 20 Inaugural Stand. Oh, and FYI, the DUmmie Suicide Hotline set up for you that day is 1-800-BUSH-WON.]

Last night, sleeping only a few minutes at a time, I had nightmare after nightmare about DU people getting arrested and about me getting kicked off DU and not knowing who to turn to for a shoulder to cry on.

[John Kerry will allow you to cry on his shoulder but ONLY after you make a contribution to his ’08 Presidential Campaign Fund. Let us now hear more from the desperately coping Dummie kk897…..]

And I'm not even, like, a big activist or anything. I've done a few things. I can only imagine what it must be like for those activists who have been trying to break down walls for *decades* even. I know people say all the time, "it's the little victories. If I have helped out even one person, the effort is worth it." I don't know why, but that just doesn't satisfy me, personally. It seems like for every little victory there are ten defeats. I also know that I don't want to give up, that I must not give up. So I must learn to cope. Suggestions? How are you coping?

[How am I coping? Fantastic, Dummie kk897! Not only do I feel terrific and get plenty of sleep, I also get royally entertained laughing my ass off reading the posts of the dejected DUmmies such as you. But now let us hear from your fellow DUmmies….]

My sleep habits have gone to hell. I'm so hungry for info that I can't get my brain to shut off. Frankly, I don't think I'm coping very well and look forward to hearing what others are doing...

[The other Dummies are waiting for Dr. Kevorkian’s release from prison so they can make use of his services. Don’t worry. He will get your brain to shut off…permanently.]

hope is fading fast. its a rollercoaster,I like you sleep little any tidbit of information I get raises my hopes just to have them crushed 10 times over. The only hope I have left is for Kerry to come storming out with criminals charges . Theres only a few days left and that hope will be gone. Then comes Inauguration.........When that happens ,my family and I will be looking to the border.

It doesn't help that my laptop is by my bed, and when I wake-up, every couple hours, I really wake-up, and look for more and more info. Then remind myself I have to get up early to make sure my youngest son is up for school. I then fall back to sleep for another 2 hours, only to wake again.... I don't think I will ever know a full night's sleep again.

[To sleep: perchance to dream: aye, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil.]

[1-800-BUSH-WON. Laminate that Suicide Hotline number and keep it in your wallet on that day.]

To be honest, as bad as things are, I think you need a pro. I mean seriously, I think it's time to seek the help of a person who is trained to help. We're certainly not. If you can't sleep you need help.

My own personal hell: I am in therapy and my therapist (holy crap) is a RETHUG! I think I need a new therapist so I can be COMPLETELY honest about the depths of my disillusionment.

[Whisper the depths of your disillusionment into my ear. I promise it will go no further. Hee! Hee!]

In therapy here. Luckily, both of my counselors "get it." Although one of them thinks everything will be peachy keen when Hillary runs in 2008. :| The other counselor is buying more guns because "Bush is a f*cking lunatic" and it's "getting really scary out there." He and I think alike, but I can't get a gun because I'm considered a suicide risk. I am not coping well with * being re-coronated. I've cried every day since November 3rd. Emotional fallout created the last straw that made me disown my toxic Republican family. The town I live in is full of Bush lovers and fundy nutjobs. I am completely alone. When the doctor's office asked for an emergency contact, I couldn't give them one. I don't know anybody I trust that much except for counselor #1 and I can't exactly give them his home phone number. It's supposed to be a professional relationship. Has anyone else been this alone? Have you had to start over? I have to undergo neck surgery soon and have no one to turn to. I am in terrible pain. My apartment is still in shambles and I have trouble doing household tasks like dishes and laundry. Money is so tight I lived the last week on cream of wheat. It's been a year since a second MRI was requested and Sacramento keep cutting Medi-Cal...so no MRI. I'm pretty sure I've developed a third herniated disc in my lower back.

[But the upside is that this week there is a sale on Malted Milk Duds that you can eat plus your gun-toting shrink is now seeing a shrink.]

I truly feel for you, even though I don't even know you! But I do know you have a good heart, and that's enough for me. I've been there--I've been down the rabbit hole of depression, and I know what it's like at the bottom of it. I hope your surgery and recovery go well, and don't worry about your place being a shambles. Give yourself permission to feel crappy and to be a bad housekeeper. There are bigger fish to fry, my friend. And the biggest fish's name is GWB. I wish I had some advice about your financial struggle for you. Hell, I wish I had any advice for you! Just know that there's someone out here in the glow that cares and wishes you well. (I realize, having been there, that it's small comfort, but please try to take some comfort from it). Please PM me or post here to let us know how you're doing. And don't buy a gun. How 'bout a bow and arrow? It'd probably be cheaper and less dangerous anyway.

I've been struggling with depression for years, and this past month has been hell. After next week my therapist is switching insurance companies and I won't be able to see her any more. What horrible timing. Unfortunately, I'm in Maryland, and broke, so I can't help you directly. There are some thoughts that came to mind. Please post something on the California forum -- there should be a few DUers living in your area who might be able to lend a hand for you. Maybe someone can find you a helpful social worker for the medical and financial problems. Also, you might find some help by contacting a member of Congress. Their aides help people with all kinds of problems. Also, go to your local Unitarian church, or whatever place of worship you feel most comfortable with. They will help you. Unitarians won't try to convert you, either. The main thing is, don't be shy about asking for help.

[And if the Unitarians don’t do the trick, then check out the Snake Handlers.]

I had been in a bit of a fog... but lately I have been having serious bouts of anxiety and panic attacks. I am somewhat prone to the nervous personality, but it has been pretty bad lately. I have had to disconnect from my blog and DU for a while -- trying to figure out how to move forward. Just not so sure how to do it!

I don't feel like celebrating Christmas this year. I'd like to hang black bows on the outdoor wreaths, etc. as a sign of mourning.

[Hmmm…. Hanging black lightbulbs on your Christmas tree might be a good option.]

I don't think I'm coping to well either. Sometimes I don't think I can stand to hope again only to have it dashed. Sometimes I don't think I can stand no change for even a single second more. Then I'm not trying to sound like a history teacher or compare myself to the great leaders of our time or overly idealistic etc, but somehow the thoughts of history help. Martain Luther King,didn't achieve Civil Rights in an instant but he kept going none the less, most of the female activists like Stanton, Anthony, Sojurner Truth etc didn't see equal rights for women in their time, and hell we still don't have it. I guess all we can keep telling ourselves is that someday, somehow, someway it will matter that we kept our voices raised for justice, and justice will be granted even though we may not know immediate victory. And in the end you're remaining true to yourself and showing your own courage and convictions and you should feel proud of yourself if nothing else. Being here with you all helps. It is good to know we are not alone and to have a place to find courage and support. Also take a break. Take long walks, long baths, read, sing, watch a comedy. It helps keep you on track and keep your voice strong.

[I’m surprised you didn’t compare yourself to Gandhi, Mandela, and Saca...uh, you know, that hard-to-spell Indian chick on the annoying dollar coin that looks like a quarter. Take long walks, long showers, eat, drink, vomit, and watch water evaporate. It helps keep you on track and keeps your shirt in the washing machine.]

I'm an atheist. An incident with a snake and 9-11 made me a complete non-believer, although I was headed that way, anyway. (Yes, something involving a snake made me a non-believer...it's a weird story.) I suffer from depression AND anxiety AND panic attacks. I've had to up my klonopin dosage. If I go off the klonopin, I dissociate, which is a bizarre feeling. I'm only "happy" when I'm asleep. As if to make up for the hard times, my dreams have been extremely interesting...Freudian wish fulfillment, I'd wager. I can't stay away from this forum, but I think I probably should, at least for awhile.

[Let me guess about that incident. The snake bit you on the ass and the venom paralyzed your brain.]

I'm turning my energy toward starving the beast. I'm deeply angry. I'm watching no corporate news on television. I'm avoiding most commercial TV, period. I'm buying nothing new except food, and I'm buying most of that at the local co-op. I'm making Xmas presents instead of buying them. I'm heating with wood, not gas. I've had it with the corporate culture that is hostile to the people of this country. I'm done fattening the rich. When I come up with anything new to avoid feeding the beast, I'll share it.

I'm starting dig back into my work, but it's on my mind a lot, too. Effexor is an anti-anxiety drug I take anyway (I'm pre-screened, lOL). My biggest concern is a draft-age child who Chimp will get over my dead body. I find myself haunting DU a lot to look for more info, but I agree that the scraps of hope are getting fewer and fewer. I think we're in the stages of mourning right now, which is natural. Other than sending emails and signing petitions, we have not been able to express our frustration. As soon as we get some good protests to attend, we will do much better.

[HEY! Let’s all trade depression prescriptions! I bet I have the kewlist meds of them all but let me hear more from the rest of you!]

I get a little bummed out thinking about four more years of Bush and all the havoc he can create. I get bummed out thinking that the people of our country re-elected this idiot -- that really gets me the most. Then, I come to the DU boards and read all of the exciting stuff that is happening and I start to believe in our country again.

[Yes, great stuff happening here. Visualizing our own reality of a Kerry victory. Bev Harris shaking us down for bucks in order to stay at 5 star hotels while marketing her vote fraud documentary. Jesse Jackson hopping aboard the vote fraud scam. It certainly is exciting!]

I do have a pro.....who I see every two weeks, and all we talk about is this. She always tells me how much better informed she is after I leave. I usually bring some type of literature to leave in the waiting room, or for her to share with her compadres. For me, so much raw emotion is involved and encompasses everything. A few years ago I was talking to an artist and he was enlightening me to the fact that almost everything you touch,see,hear is 'political'. The most important thing for me now is to pick one thing...for me its writing letters and emailing, and accept that as my part. Educating myself is the most important contribution I feel that I can make, and while it is frustrating and overwhelming, there must be some purpose for the acknowledged addiction. These are strange times, and we're all part of them. When I feel myself to close to the edge I read a book, take a walk, step away from the computer....

[And don’t forget that all-important step off the edge of the cliff this Jan. 20.]

We had a GREAT protest today! Downtown Madison, WI. About 200 people--not huge, but a passionate crowd. After walking around in picket circles, yelling, speeches etc. a bunch of people stormed the Election Office!(due to their recent contract with Accenture for a statewide voting list) 2 TV cameramen followed us up. I think this helped everyone who was there to get rid of that pent up frustration and anger, and feel like they are doing something constructive. I am pumped now but before,I had been feeling as badly as you, just researching on the computer, and waiting for news,having hopes go up and down, again and again. Until last week, I was trying to feel productive by making and distributing fliers. That helped too, and I think it helps to energize everyone else out there, to see these anti-Bush, and anti-fraud messages. Saw a stop sign today--someone had spray painted "Bush" beneath the word "stop" Gives you a good feeling to know others out there are mad as hell, and ready to do something about it. I just don't understand why there aren't thousands protesting in Florida, and demanding recounts.

I am going nuts! Seriously, any forensic accountant can prove that Kerry won both Ohio and Florida, yet everybody keeps talking recounts. We don't need recounts! We have the proof. I've been trying to tell everyone we can prove it. But I don't know that anyone believes it. WE HAVE THE PROOF!

[So WHAT IS THE PROOF??? But don’t worry, if proof can’t be found, surmise, speculation, and conjecture will suffice.]

Chocolate. Chocolate is the best coping aid. That and hanging around on DU. I have sincerely struggled since the election. The hubby doesn't totally get it. But to me, the whole event was both earth-shattering and an awakening. I am smug in the knowledge that I for one am not plugged into the Matrix.

Just when I feel there's no hope, it's all over...then someone like Jessie Jackson steps forward, or CNN (?!!)) covers the protests against Bush in Canada, or discuss the "War Crimes" actions being brought against Bush. So I guess I'll count to 10, sigh, and 'keep faith' for another few days. Though I REALLY hope Kerry speaks out REAL SOON...if only to let us all know that all hope is gone, so that we can 'heal' and move on. Until he does, I can only assume he's still holding hope, as has been indicated on several occasions.

[Look for the oh-so-subtle secret hand signals when Kerry adjusts his tie. And when you see him give the one finger salute, you will know Kerry is speaking directly to YOU.]

Just when you think it might be time to "throw in the towel" out of no where comes a gush of good news. I love it! Yesterday was very much so an UP day, when I heard Kerry's lawyers had actually filed the papers to join the recount in Ohio and that Bev stormed Lepore's little gloat party! I couldn't have been happier about our progress. The only thing that could have top that is Kerry coming out fighting and ready to challenge this thing out in the open. I'm still hoping, I can't stop. I also enjoy all of the TV coverage Jackson is getting, to speak up for democracy. Yes, it was a good day yesterday.

[And yesterday I had the clearest visualization of my own reality of Kerry being inaugurated in January.]

It's pretty goddamn bad! I'd love to find a nice hole and pull the cover over. BTW, on a more cheery note, I suspect the real shit-storm will occur post 1/20.

I've been trying to talk myself out of my four-year-long freakout, but honestly, I think these are really EXTREME times and that feeling out of sorts is perfectly reasonable. The end of democracy is a big deal!! It's huge! I feel like I can't relax and accept things as normal, because then they've won. But if they ruin my life, they've also won.

Before the election I planted a vegetable garden and started growing some cool season veggies to help distract me from the hours I was spending on the Internet because the NYT and AJC were not enough. That worked for a while. But the election definitely put me in a funk that I am still trying to climb out of. I kept hoping if I didn't acknowledge Thanksgiving somehow it wouldn't come and I wouldn't have to climb into the whole matriarch role - but it came anyway and I survived. And in some ways it helped me because I had no choice but to get back into reality because many were depending on me. Now I must face Christmas and that will be even more difficult because it requires so much more forethought and preparation - and I signed up to go to Ohio (hoping doing something constructive for the cause will help???) but the timing of that will really add stress to the whole Christmas act . . .

I'm angry. I'm hopeful. But I've been that way for quite a number of years now. I hate hypocracy. And this democracy has turned to hypocracy. Since at least Reagan. That's a hell of a long time to be pissed. And to top it off, I'm trying to buy a house. And I was supposed to have a decision on my loan, on election day. And the same thing is happening to my loan as is happening to the election. Gears turning, and nothing appears to be happening. I've been sitting on the edge of my seat, wondering about the election and my loan. I even have my belongings in a moving van in front of my house. I was so sure it was going to happen, I moved everything. Boy was I a fool. Now I sit in an empty house. Waiting. It's so weird that it parallels the election. I spend a lot of time on DU. Not only can I no longer listen to President Asshole, but I now cannot even look at him. It's his arrogant hypocritical school yard bully attitude. What an ass! But, it's times like tonight when I soar. Just the slightest good news, and things look up. I really hate getting robbed. Especially twice. I wish I could help more. But like everyone, I have a life I'm trying to live. And I'm discovering that I've been autistic. I don't have what it takes to help out. So I watch. And donate. And sign petitions. The things that gives me hope are hearing bright people like Chamsky, who know that things have been this way before. Someone who knows the true perspective. And the thought that Bush won't make it four years. I'm nearly fifty. So I have a bit of perspective, myself. Unfortunately, things were much better than they are now. But we didn't have DU. There IS hope.

[You’re nearly fifty and you are JUST NOW discovering that you are autistic? Have you considered entering this little fact into the Guinness Book of Records?]

In many ways Nov. 2 was more catastrophic than Nov. 4 when I was diagnosed with an incurable, fatal neurological disorder. Simply stated, my faith in the ultimate triumph of justice, rationality, et al was shattered. Facts and investigation on issues such as Iraq don't matter; forget the "shining city on the hill" verbiage, we're no different than anyone else. In fact, I'm convinced my neighborhood could readily supply a full contingent of Auschwitz-type guards to deal with the non-authentic, non-real, non-"heartland" latte sippers among us. That I was lambasted in a local metropolitan newspaper's letters section for daring to suggest that the execution of the unarmed, severely wounded Iraqi prisoner in the Fallouja mosque involved a real issue of immorality, unlike the threat of marauding bands of gay, atheistic abortionists, should have come as no surprise. But it did, and I live in a blue state.

[I believe that the scientific term for that incurable, fatal neurological disorder of yours is “Just Plain NUTS!!!”]

You know, I cannot understand why they are suing Theresa Lepore - "Bev stormed Lepore's little gloat party" - don't they realize Kerry won in Palm Beach County? And Lepore is a Democrat.

And what about the DUmmie talking about the protest in Wisconsin, where they got out their anger? Didn't Kerry win Wisconsin also? What idiots!!

Oh, and does anybody know what a "forensic accountant" is?

I couldn't help laughing at the stupidity of someone packing up ALL their belongings into a moving van and waiting for the loan to go through on a house. Hasn't the idiot ever heard of a closing date? Processing time? The moron probably KNEW there were problems with his credit and that the loan would be sticky, but yet he parks everything in a Ryder in front of his house anyway?

Maybe he was visualizing his own reality of the sale closing. Anyway, that has to be the single funniest post I've read in a long while. Everytime I read it, tears stream down my cheeks from laughing so hard. And are all his belongs STILL in that moving van?

Wow. Two major thoughts crossed my mind while reading this:

1) If Kerry had won on Election Day, would Free Republic members be posting comments similar to these? Somehow, I doubt it. We don't base our self-worth on a national election. Most of us, anyhow.

2) I'm not sure whether to laugh or just be heartbroken over their comments. I feel for some of those folks - it must suck to be so doomsday and live a life so full of despair. Lordy.

Also ... notice that its all about them and whats happening to them? Blah.

I keep picturing the guy with all his stuff in a moving van as looking like Rev. Jim from Taxi. One of the other show characters would be telling him: "Jim, FIRST you have to sell your home BEFORE you pack your stuff for moving!"

And then Rev. Jim would reply: "Oh! You mean it's not the other way around?"

"I do have a pro.....who I see every two weeks, and all we talk about is this. She always tells me how much better informed she is after I leave. I usually bring some type of literature to leave in the waiting room, or for her to share with her compadres."

Either this moonbat's shrink needs as much therapy as s/he does, or the shrink is pacifying him/her. Better informed? LOL. If this shrink is sane, can you imagine having to do a post-session sweep each time, removing loony literature sprinkled around the building by this nut?

Let's do a poll among FReepers. How many of you are depressed? Anyone? Anyone?

I admit, the DUmmies are funny, but let's not make lite of a real illness.

Depression, anxiety, mood disorders and other mentall illnesses are very real problems, treated by very real doctors, who prescribe very real medications. Unfortunately the stigma attached to mental illness is quite present and quite perverse. You wouldn't laugh and poke fun of a diabetic who needed insulin. Or a cancer victim who needed chemotherapy. But we have no problem holding depressed people and their medications up to be ridiculed and made fun of.

The World Health Organization has reported that by 2010 Depression will be the cause of more lost work days than any other illness (including cold/flu). The National Alliance for the Mentally Ill reports that 1 in 30 Americans will attempt suicide because of an mental illness (diagnosed or undiagnosed).

The postings on the DUmmie FUnnies are amusing. I'm a subscriber to myself. And most of the postings are to be ridiculed and laughed at. But please do not make generalizations about depression.

I'm BirBear. I've been a FReeper for years. And I suffer from chronic major depressive episodes.

I'm simply saying that it seems there is a MUCH higher percentage of depressed DUmmies than depressed FReepers. Now, whether they are ACTUALLY clinically depressed, or they're just negative people, I don't know. I suspect the latter.

I did not make light of mental illness or anything of the sort. When real, I'm sure it can be terrible. I know about real neurlogical problems; I have a severely autistic, retarded child.

I dunno. My 11-year-old son really IS autistic, and he has far more sense than any of the DUmmies.
I couldn't help laughing at the stupidity of someone packing up ALL their belongings into a moving van and waiting for the loan to go through on a house. Hasn't the idiot ever heard of a closing date? Processing time? The moron probably KNEW there were problems with his credit and that the loan would be sticky, but yet he parks everything in a Ryder in front of his house anyway?

As the esteemed philosopher, B. Bunny once said: "What a maroon."

Well, like the guy said himself: "Boy was I a fool."

There was a time when we hospitalized people like this.

These people are more delusional than a close family member of mine that WAS in a mental hospital for years.

They do sound seriously ill and I'm not sure I really believe they are seeing a real psychiatrist, because it sure doesn't sound like they are being helped. The meds are not working.

It is quite scary to read this stuff. DU sounds like a virtual mental ward.

Let's do a poll among FReepers. How many of you are depressed? Anyone? Anyone?

Yes, but because I've spent the day at the funeral home and I'm burying my wife tomorrow. I've been in a depressed funk all week, but I have a tangible REASON. These drug-addled losers are just Leahy'd in the head.

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