Kiss Me, I'm a Voter

Sorry for the paucity of posts today and for skipping the blogaround. I went to vote today, which took a lot longer than I thought it was going to. It was the most horrendous voting experience I've ever had in my life—not only did I have to wait in line for hours, but in line behind me was a group of fucking hateful dumbasses who wiled away the time regurgitating every possible prejudice and rightwing talking point about Barack Obama, and managing to get the details of the already wrongity-wrong bullshit even wronger.

It was like someone cloned Rush Limbaugh four times, badly, gave each slightly damaged clone a lobotomy, sent them to the Sean Hannity School of International Fuckneckery, where they each received a degree in Coulterology, and then stood them in line behind me to talk absolute shite until I wanted to stick my own head in a meat grinder just to ease the pain.

[UPDATE: I should have mentioned this originally, I guess, but of course I couldn't keep my big fat QCoFM mouth shut. As I said in comments, I did turn around and politely correct a few misconceptions. And when they got out of control, Iain—who patiently waited with me that whole time, bless him—started saying to me things like: "I heard Obama's birth certificate says his real father is Darth Vader," to which I would retort with things like: "I heard he's going to train an army of gay babies and feminazis to destroy the Real America." If they didn't get the message, it's because they were too. fucking. stupid. Which, admittedly, is an actual possibility.]

Anyway…

In my ongoing bid to help John McCain get elected, I voted for Barack Obama.*

Bring on the bitter disappointment!

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* And because I evidently need to say this for the nine gazillionth time: No, I do not think he is a perfect candidate. Yes, I feel like complete rubbish that I cast an affirmative vote for an election strategy that included benefiting from misogyny and homophobia. Yes, I nonetheless concurrently feel excited about casting an affirmative vote for Obama, for reasons well documented, including being first and foremost an economy voter who believes genuinely with the whole of my being that the economy lies at the root of every. single. progressive. issue. No, this was not a decision I took lightly; this was a hard goddamned election season for me, which began, after all, with my being at the center of one of its first controversies—something that only made me take even more seriously the right and responsibility of voting, and made even more important to me my vote; mine. And yes, as with every vote I ever cast, I now hope beyond measure my candidate wins, view with trepidation a possible future under hir leadership, and ask Maude to imbue hir with an obligation to progress. Dear Maude: Let it be so.

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