Best election day post ever: Why TPM blogger eastside93 didn’t vote for Obama today.
Via Mustang Bobby at Shakesville who’s “blub alert” introduction means he’s a real adult too.
I really can’t say anything else till you’ve read it but, seriously, I cried so hard I’ve still got a headache. And huge smile.
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That some economists and political scientists (and Dilberts) can’t see why people bother to vote explains more about economists, political scientists, and Dilberts than it does about why elections matter. Kudos to Tyler Cowan, incidentally, for getting it that there’s more than instrumentality involved.
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sniffle Made me tear up too. What an emotional day…
This whole election process has left me in quite the state. I’ve only voted twice in my life now (age barring me from voting in any others), and this time I was so grateful to be proud of who I voted for—to vote FOR a candidate instead of just against another.
This snippet:
For me the most moving moment came when the family in front of me, comprising probably 4 generations of voters (including an 18 year old girl voting for her first time and a 90-something hunched-over grandmother), got their turn to vote. When the old woman left the voting booth she made it about halfway to the door before collapsing in a nearby chair, where she began weeping uncontrollably. When we rushed over to help we realized that she wasn’t in trouble at all but she had not truly believed, until she left the booth, that she would ever live long enough to cast a vote for an African-American for president.
From here: http://www.politico.com/blogs/bensmith/1008/Early_voting_in_Evansville.html?showall
Made me tear up like a blubbering baby. It really is a great country we have.
You know, this was my first Presidential election. And living on a college campus, it was 75% of all of the other voters surrounding me first chance to vote for President, too.
When Obama was declared the winner at 11pm tonight, so many of my classmates ran into the streets and and celebrated. Fratboys and bookworms from the dorms and those lucky kids with the apartments all ran outside and into each others’ arms tonight.
And that’s not even the most amazing part. Even many of those who voted McCain were down in the streets, too. Rejoycing in the history that Americans made tonight. Exuberantly hoping of what’s to come. Even those who didn’t get their first pick in the seat had faith that Obama could lead our country for the next four years. Those who voted McCain accepted that America had made it’s decision, and celebrated along with the rest of us in what is the incredible freedom to vote.
Republicans and democrats all united tonight and celebrated in our rights and freedoms and ability to choose and the greatness that is America. No fights broke out between the two political factions. No racial slurs. No spite. Just joy in being Americans, and being able to have a voice in shaping our own futures and the history of the country.
How cool is that? :)
You know, a few months ago I had a woman in her 90s (and white) tell me that whatever it took she was going to hold on until January, because by God she was going to live to see a black man become president.
I hope she’s watching the news right now.
Thank you for the proper warning. To be honest, the comments here, particularly Dom’s, got to me even more.
It was a happy day for half of the Biscuit household. :)
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