Oh people. I am still awash in the moment, the moment when we hit refresh and saw that Ohio was sitting neatly in the pocket. We turned to each other, each of us adding up the safe treasure of west coast electoral votes and realized that this was it. Throughout the night we drank whiskey, ate popcorn, called people in Nevada to make sure they voted, ran around the house (literally), baked a cake, whooped on the phone with my parents and with friends on all coasts, and shed a few tears for the journey. When we went to bed North Carolina was still too close to call, and as I write this that is still true. I know we don’t need it anymore, but call me greedy: I want it. We did kick Elizabeth Dole to the curb, resoundingly, which feels pretty good. Looks like there’s the possibility that nasty old Prop 8 might have passed, along with two other anti gay marriage proposals (Florida and Arizona) – all three are huge blemishes on such a hopeful day.
Hope. A new feeling in this department. I’ll tell you: I am not accustomed to it. I sit comfortably with the folks who vote regularly for blue candidates even though they don’t come close to the core of our politics. And honestly, Obama is not the radical candidate that embodies that core. I know that. And yet. And yet I cast my vote for him with hope and trust and the genuine liking of him, and come what may: it feels great.
I loved this article. Make sure you get to the pie.
UPDATE 11/6/08: And we are now officially Obama country over here in North Carolina!!!!
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Posted by Heather at 9:27 AM