Cher is making me cry. She’s on Ellen right now sporting a Barack the vote t-shirt and talking about why she’s choosing Obama. A lot of what she had to say was about helping those who are most vulnerable so they can learn to help themselves and if we don’t help those people there’s no way we can call ourselves a great country.
I have an extra-soft spot in my heart for Cher. She looks a lot like my my mom, especially pre-plastic surgery Sonny-and era Cher. I have pictures from when I was a little kid that I’d show my friends and they’d be all “what are you doing with Cher?”
The next two days are going to be extremely emotional. As you know, I cannot talk about voting (or actually vote) without getting so overwhelmed that my voice cracks and my eyes water.
I don’t think I’ve been this excited for a presidential election since 1992 when Bill Clinton was elected (and the first time I got to vote). The 2000 election didn’t pump me up as much because I was so sure that Al Gore would win. I was convinced the entire nation loved Al as much as I did (have I ever told you about my Al Gore crush that started in 1992 after I wrote a paper about him for some Poli Sci class?). And well, John Kerry? I’m sorry but he is not the kind of man that generates a lot of excitement.
Barack Obama, he generates excitement and more than that he instills hope. Hope that things will change.
Earlier this weekend I was watching a reruns of “A Different World” (shut it), and it was an episode about the 1992 election. Sort of a satire with all the women playing the presidential candidates (Perot, Bush the first, and Clinton). At one point the Bush character’s adviser came in and told the president how the economy was down, the dollar was down, the stock markets was down but unemployment was up, and some other things.
I was stunned. SIXTEEN YEARS later and we were right back there. So yeah, I’d say it’s time for a change. It’s time to become the country we are capable of being. A country that creates things and inspires the world, and we can be that country if we elect a leader like Barack Obama.
I already Barack’d the vote. Two reasons why I’m excited for this election: the hope the Barack Obama instills in people, and it’s also my first time being able to vote in a presidential election. In 2004 I was four months too young.
So having cast my ballot, all I can do is wait with baited breath.
Amen, sister, preach on from the pulpit of pop culture…
I love that shirt she wore. I found it on http://www.barackawear.com. Check it out.
Dream from 5/4/08: The ship is full of people but i’m in a dinghy along side the ship. A handsome black man in tour party speaks up to say that he doesn’t know anybody and how will we be reunited if the people of the boat get separated and wants to know if we shouldn’t have name tags so we can identify each other of the same party. I tell him that since i’m in his party and have the same dilemma he has of not being able to recognize the individual trees within the huge forest of trees that i’ll remember him because he will be memorable to me and he can just remember me because i stand out in the crowd because i’m alone and together we’ll be able to find some of the other members of our group and it’ll be fine. Then, the ship is being sailed alongside a rocky coast. Like a WALL of stone and i’m on the other side of the ship in my little rowboat between the wall of rock and the ship. The water looks cool and inviting (it reminds of the Dells in Wisconsin). I ask the tour guide (beautiful black woman) if there are sharks in the water that i need to be concerned about and she indicates that there ARE sharks and i need to keep my limbs out of the water but they’re not overly aggressive so they won’t jump out of the water at me. I’m a bit apprehensive because of my recent fight with the great white in the last dream chapter.
What do you think my dream means? I had it shortly before the Dem primaries and it was the deciding factor for me in casting my vote then for the person i wanted to represent the dems in the election. It’s been a wonder to watch him bring people of all ages and colors and backgrounds together. I feel we’re on the threshold of a new age! As this election has unfolded, i’ve revisited the dream many times. If “socialism” was the worst of the great white sharks, this ship is going to reach port safely i believe. :o)
I’m not a big Obama fan, but then again I’m pretty pissed at him for spamming me during primary season and again now for the last month. The only thing that’s keeping me from NOT voting for him is the fact that I think McCain and Palin are in cahoots with Satan.
I can’t wait for this hell to be over. Who knew New Hamster was such a freakin’ battleground state where the Democratic candidates feel they have to drive the registered Democrats nuts in order to secure their votes?
GRRRRRRRRRR