With Tears in My Eyes
I've never seen my polling place so crowded. I went at about 10:30 am, figuring all the good productive citizens would long since be at work, and it would be quiet.
Well, I was one of about a dozen people under fifty in line, but the line was loooong. Everyone was very patient and good-natured about the process, waiting cheerfully to pick up their ballots and cast their votes.
On the way to work afterwards, I brushed away tears of patriotic joy ~ happy to have been able to participate, happy that so many of my fellow citizens had too, and moved by the mechanics of democracy, however flawed.
While I really, really want John Kerry to emerge as the winner tonight, if he doesn't I will nevertheless take some solace in the appearance of a re-energized electorate. (Although I will wonder how it's possible that so many of them have INCREDIBLY BAD JUDGMENT.)
Andrew and I are going to Lynn & David's tonight for a birds-of-a-feather election night party. Wouldn't it be nice if this time we truly had something to celebrate?
Well, I was one of about a dozen people under fifty in line, but the line was loooong. Everyone was very patient and good-natured about the process, waiting cheerfully to pick up their ballots and cast their votes.
On the way to work afterwards, I brushed away tears of patriotic joy ~ happy to have been able to participate, happy that so many of my fellow citizens had too, and moved by the mechanics of democracy, however flawed.
While I really, really want John Kerry to emerge as the winner tonight, if he doesn't I will nevertheless take some solace in the appearance of a re-energized electorate. (Although I will wonder how it's possible that so many of them have INCREDIBLY BAD JUDGMENT.)
Andrew and I are going to Lynn & David's tonight for a birds-of-a-feather election night party. Wouldn't it be nice if this time we truly had something to celebrate?
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