Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Election Bliss

Pinch me. Is it real or am I dreaming? I had to choose my candidate for the Democratic presidential nomination between a brilliant, ambitious, outspoken woman and a brilliant, ambitious, outspoken multicultural, part African American man who was raised in a third world country. I had to choose between two very intelligent human beings. Both with integrity. Both saying real things about real concerns. Is this still America?
The second time Reagan was elected I researched the possibility of emigrating to New Zealand. But my family and friends are in this country. And I’m not too crazy about sheep. So I stayed. But I moved to a remote 40 acres in rural California to hide out. The first time W. stole the election, I started listening to NPR every morning. Molly Ivens and Michael Moore helped me survive. The second time W. stole the election I stopped listening to NPR every morning. It was more than I could stand to hear anything about what was going on. I went on a media diet. After all, who was I? Just an uncounted vote.
I used to be a political activist. I was even arrested for blockading a nuclear weapons facility. But in recent years I have lost hope. Yesterday I voted for Barack. He has the audacity to hope. I think I do too again. Although I would most dearly love to see Barack in the White House, I confess that I would not be too disappointed to see Hillary. Short of doing the job myself, well, these two candidates are the real deal. Is it my country again? Pinch me.

3 comments:

Elaine said...

I had the New Zealand thought with the W installments myself. I hear you.

Amy Wachspress said...

Elaine:
Sometimes don't politics make you so mad you could just spit?
Thanks for reading my blog. I think you and Ron are the only ones who check it regularly. I know you're a fan of his radio show. Can I share your fandom? Maybe you should just come live with us.
Amy

Elaine said...

I am already a fan of you both, thanks to this blog. 8^) For what it's worth, I'll bet you have more folks reading yours than do mine.

Hummm. The move-in thing? Good music, good conversation, fine food, shared concern for the world, football *bonk!*. Ixnay on the football. Can't handle the football. But we came really close, didn't we? I have to say, that's the best offer I've had in years.

Elaine