This is not my first post since Halloween. Blogspot ate my post about the election. Talk about heaping insult on injury! It took me several days after the election to get to a point of calm in which I could write about it. I poured my heart out, carefully constructing a statement that expressed my dismay and deep sense of betrayal without overtly abusing anyone or violating the bounds of propriety, loose though they are in bloggerland.
After I spell checked it and read it one last time, I clicked on “post” and watched the program move into slow-mo. The green bars barely advanced across the bottom of my screen and then they stopped. Nothing worked. I tried to save the post as a draft: nothing.
It broke my heart. I don’t have the fortitude to recreate the post because it was and is too painful a topic. I hate that Bush won reelection. I hate that so many people voted for him. I hate that I will have to endure the consequences of their actions for years to come, court appointments and all. I hate that people voted against their own best interests – at least the vast, non-rich majority of people – on bogus issues trumped up by the slime balls working for Chief Slime Ball Karl Rove.
I am moving to Costa Rica.
The research indicates that it is a stable, democratic country with a good universal healthcare system and the government even provides free e-mail to all its citizens. How cool is that? To gain legal resident status as a pensioner – which I certainly am – you need a passport, birth certificate, police check with fingerprints and $600 per month US in guaranteed income. I have all of that. Many people speak English so my inadequate Spanish isn’t as much of a problem as I expected. Housing is available for reasonable prices. And I don’t have to live with the daily aggravation of being governed by Dubya and his ilk.
I have to do a couple of things first. Pay off all my bills (can’t move to a foreign country in debt, now can you?); learn at least basic Spanish; arrange for Victoria’s education; sell my house (to fund our new house in Costa Rica). This is all doable. It might take a couple of years, but by then we’ll know for sure how things are going with the country and whether I’m going to be just visiting or staying on.