As I write, I’m lifting a mug o’ coffee and toast to Jane and the entire Firedoglake team who have done so much this election cycle to spotlight the perfidities of the McCain-Palin disaster and otherwise move forward a progressive vision our nation so desperately needs.

Sometime around 1 a.m., on Nov. 5, as I stood yelling in Lafayette Park along with thousands of my new best friends, the true meaning of solidarity—within the union movement and within the broader progressive movement—really hit home.

This is really frightening. First, America’s workers lose their homes. Or the equity in their homes, or their ability to take out second mortgages to pay for unexpected expenses like health care crisis. So they turn to credit cards. Now, those cards increasingly are maxed out.
What’s left?
Retirement funds.
Remember back when 401(k) plans were introduced as the promised land of personal control over our retirement destiny?