I Voted. Did You?
Obviously no pictures of me and my sticker, but you'll have to take my word for it. I went when the polls opened, and it took about an hour. And I'm not even in a battleground state, much less battleground precinct! On the rosters of registered voters there were few Republicans--I am telling you, I live in a liberal college town. It was heartening to see so many people in line exercising their rights, and as it was in a retirement home, there were lots of smiling older folks beaming proudly at us. I dunno, it kind of felt good, because everyone knew that it was a historic day, and everyone was proud to be a part of it, and I heard a couple of "good for you's", which would smack of paternalism except that the folks were really paternal and probably lived through so much history that today they were happy to see this day in their lifetime. There wasn't much chattering or smiling in the actual line--perhaps we were afraid of jinxing ourselves. Which is silly of course. We have such low participation in this country that 66% participation was the historic high in 1908--voting means something to me, being the first American-born citizen in my family, and much as you can deride my belief in electoral politics, it does mean something. Get out and vote! Don't stay at home!