I'm a sucker for Election Day.
I just love it.
It's about the only thing I love that is inefficient, mired in last century technology, staffed by senior citizens and that I have to wait in line for but love it I do.
When I lived in Oregon we voted by mail. Several of my clients live in Oregon now, and for them, election day is kind of passe. Returns tonight will be fun, but the day itself is almost like any other.
I liked voting by mail. It was efficient and easy.
I really like voting the old fashioned way here in New York.
I like standing in line with young moms pushing strollers stocked with toddlers; immigrant hipsters texting and tweeting while we wait; seniors with canes who've carefully navigated the stairs and the slippery gym floor to be here. We are bound by a zip code and a polling place, not much else. I'm not a Democrat in a precinct that will vote Democratic 9:1. I don't speak Spanish in a precinct that mostly does. I may text and tweet, but the only hipster part of me is what I sit on.
And yet, here we all are. We all get to vote. Due in no small part to people like John McCain, veterans of the Armed Forces who served when called. Due in no small part to people like Barack Obama who organized communities to register to vote. Due in no small part to men and women who believed, against all obvious evidence, that people have the inalienable right to govern themselves. Even if we choose poorly. Even if we choose blindly. Even if we don't choose, we choose.
I love to vote.
I hope you do too.