Ordinarily, I don’t like to write about things everyone else is writing about, but today I can’t ignore the election. So, the question everyone’s asking: You voted, right?
We took a stroll down to our polling place last this morning. We figured we would be at the end of the line of the early morning voters and before the lunch hour voters. It worked. There was a small line and a non-existant line. We walked right in, I was all pysched to vote for the guy with the big ears and the funny name and the guy with Tourette’s of the truth.
Seriously, I really wanted to see “Barack” on the ballot, but there was only room for “OBAMA AND BIDEN”. Fill in circle. Check. That’s it? Let’s see. Dum-te-dum. Vote for all the unopposed Dems in the other offices. It’s pretty boring to vote in one-party state. Vote on the propositions. Yep, that’s it.
On the walk home, we agreed that somehow it didn’t seem as thrilling as voting for Clinton in 1992. I mean, that was the first time I voted for a president that I knew was going to win. But this time, I can’t be sure.
All signs say yes, but I still don’t quite believe it. I still feel the scars from 2000 and 2004. Oh, sure we joked about moving to Canada, but we still believed in fair elections in 1992. We weren’t worried about computerized voting or voter intimidation or vote theft. We still believed that even if our guy lost, the system was strong enough to hold one man in check. What a difference 16 years make.
Now my fingers are crossed so tight, it’s hard to type. We need to see it come true, soon. Then I’ll get excited.