The big day is finally here. Not
only am I excited for an end to the incessant campaign ads on television,
radio, and more, but I am also thrilled to witness the democratic process play
out. Hope is restored in humanity every four years when people who are normally
not political go to the polls to make their choice for who will lead the
country. They’re brought to the polls for different reasons and often have
different desired outcomes in mind, but they’re partaking in their civic duty.
Their lack of complacency is reassuring in a time when people generally cannot
be called upon to take physical action without instant reward. I have a strong
preference on the outcome of the presidential election, however my desire for
people to take part in selecting the leaders that will make the laws and rules
that govern their lives is stronger. I am not bothered when someone tells me
they are not aligned with my political party or candidate so long as they have
a reason. Those who have well-informed inclinations are living out the true
American dream of freedom to choose.
I have a tradition of watching the
presidential election results roll in. I like to play the games and study the
map to see what it means if candidate X wins state A, D, F, and G. Coverage of
the results can be as nail bitingly exciting as a sporting event or any sort of
competitive match. Throw pizza and Miller Lite into the night and my election night
tradition is complete. There may even be a drinking game played based on the
network coverage. When an analyst says “big bird” drink one. When a
correspondent in the field struggles to hear what is going on looks confused
drink two. It will be an exciting night.
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