Going to Washington
This is it. Today marks the day that the last two years have been building up to. All of the primaries and all of the debates, all of the SNL skits and all of the stabs at Joe the Plumber have brought us to this moment: Election Day 2008. Tonight, with any luck, we will all go to bed knowing the name of the next president of the United States. Whether come tomorrow morning John McCain or Barack Obama gets to smack “president-elect” in front of his name, one thing remains certain: The lucky man will have his work cut out for him. Once all of the smoke from the attack ads and the 24-hour news coverage clears, we will be left with one faltering economy, two highly polarized parties and only three months to lay the foundation for what could be the defining administration of our time.






