[Originally posted by Hunter at DailyKos. Excerpted from UnConventional, YearlyKos: Citizens, Focus and Action, the eBook documenting, in photographs and essays, the YearlyKos '06 convention and the netroots itself. The eBook can be purchased as a 182-page pdf here; proceeds from sales go towards supporting future YearlyKos events. Please consider supporting YearlyKos '07 by purchasing a copy.]
Over the years, I have learned one thing about driving to Las Vegas on these roads. No matter which road you take, no matter how long the drive to get there, you will always get to Las Vegas, the city, exactly one hour beyond the point where you have begun to lose all sense of patience with the road, the car, whatever junky snacks you have brought, the once-cold water bottles now the exact temperature of the car seat next to you, and the music you are listening to. No matter which road, or how long the journey has taken, or how miraculous the journey through windblown desolation, over rock and plain, past invisible lives lived hard and well, there will be one point, one particular rise and fall of the road through yet another dry and barren pass, where you are simply done with it.