I must say, I think what I just felt was exhilaration. I haven’t done something that felt so right in a long time.
Here’s the election booth:
Here’s a crappy photo of my vote:
I didn’t realize I’d actually get to write in my write-in vote this year. I guess I got one of those cool-looking retro voting booths.
The funny thing is, as I write this right now, I can actually hear someone blasting (or singing) the National Anthem. God fucking bless America.
Oh, and check out this kid’s “letter” to the President I saw in the elementary school while waiting to vote:
They can’t even make the kids write their letters from scratch? And what kind of brainwashing bullshit is this? Who says the kids “hopes” the President will do anything?
Let me put forth this one wish for Arthur’s sake. If, after he grows up, he does choose to work on Wall Street, I hope he’ll be able to do it without some President throwing his greedy ass in prison.