|09:48 am - Kiss me, I voted!|
Even though Massachusetts doesn't give us those happy stickers we used to get when I was first voted in Ohio, I still walk out of the polling places feeling that way. (Okay, maybe they weren't "Kiss Me, I voted" but rather just "I voted!" with a cute graphic, but still) I'm completely disenfranchise by the process, I hate the majority of candidates remaining, and it's a nasty, rainy day, but I voted.
Hoppie and I vote together (as has previously mentioned). They look us up in the rolls and ask Hoppie what ballot he wants and he says "Republican." The woman who didn't look us up asks me what ballot I want. With a dazzling smile I say, "I'm a registered democrat. I don't get a choice."
"So you two just vote to cancel each other out?"
Current Mood: accomplished
Current Music: Meatloaf "I would do anything for love (But I won't do that)"
Speaking as someone who works in political news, do you have a statement about voting you'd like to share with the nation?
About the song you're listening to... we may have had this conversation, but what is the one thing Meatloaf will not do for love? According to the song, he'd be willing to "hose [her] down with holy water when [she gets] too hot". The sheer logistics of which give me pause. How would you get holy water under sufficient pressure to hose someone down with?
He said "Willing." not "Able."
I feel very disenfranchised by the primary process generally. By the time super Tuesday came around, the majority of interesting candidates have dropped out leaving the indestinguishable cookie-cutter moderate clones and wack-jobs. I'm told other people feel differently.