I lied in bed listening to NPR while my porridge simmered and I listened to a litany of firsts for this presidential campaign.
No matter who wins this election, it will be a first! First African American president, first woman, first 72 year-old (the oldest ever to win a first-term), first Biden.
They added the Biden bit to be cute. Whenever NPR tries to be cute it is almost cute.
For me this election has been a first. I have voted for presidents since Ronald Reagan. In fact, at one time he was my hero. My three main loves were Jesus, Ronald Reagan and the secret crush on our charismatic young minister, who sadly went off to have an affair with the family au pair (yes, I could have written nanny, but it would have messed up the poetics of the sentence.)
For me this election has been a first in that it is the first time in my life that I actually gave a financial contribution to a campaign. Even though he seems to have more money than Oprah these days, (well, let’s not exaggerate) I contributed to the Obama campaign. Oh and how addictive that can be. One little donation and the next thing you know I was shelling it out to oppose anti-gay ballot initiatives.
For me this election has been a first in that I was so consumed with any and every bit of campaign news that I completely missed the World Series (that would be a baseball tournament of mostly teams from the US. We are the world). I am a serious Yankees fan, a team that seems to have caught a disease from the Red Sox from before they finally won the Series a few years back. I forget when but ask a Red Sox fan and be prepared for a LONG answer punctuated with exclamations of how awesome the Red Sox are. (Ah, the what dedication among the masses of Boston supporters. If only the Catholic Church in Boston could inspire such fanaticism.)
Even when the Yankees are not in the series, I usually keep up on it, listening to games on the radio. For me I enjoy baseball games on the radio more than NPR, which is saying something for a queer liberal Quaker in New England. But this year I have been cheering on Team Obama and therefore forgot all about the autumnal crack of the bat on the ball and the emotional tenor in the sportscaster’s voice.
For me this election has been a first in that for the first time I volunteered to sit at a phone bank to call people to encourage them to vote for a particular candidate. I went to the offices of Love Makes a Family, the marriage equality folks here in my state of Connecticut, and called several dozen people encouraging them to vote for a man running for State Senate who sports the very cool name of Art House. In fact, when blowing through my list of potential Art House supporters I actually called the House Home and spoke to Mrs. Art House, who assured me she would vote for her husband. Phew!
At the phone bank we also encouraged people to Vote NO on Question One, which is a question about whether our state should have a Constitutional Convention in order to overturn the recent CT Supreme Court ruling that has opened the door for full marriage between for gays and lesbians.
I have never seen anyone so excited to vote for a candidate before or so enthused about the process, this in spite of two years of campaigning. It’s been exhausting and invigorating.
Today I prep to head out to Denver for the Ex-Gay Exposé and then to Seattle, Vancouver and Victoria. But before long I will step outside and vote. If you have not done so yet, please join me. Unless of course you are from England or Sweden or Malta or Malaysia. In which case, just wish us the best.