the general state of things

Wow, Pennsylvania. Wow.

I'm really disappointed in you. Hillary, eh? It's not that I think she is as much as a c-word-faced biznatch as most of the other young, highly-educated, upwardly-mobile, forward-minded Barack supporters do, (because you know- young, highly-educated, upwardly-mobile, forward-minded people are the ones who support Obama. Not that young, highly-educated, upwardly-mobile, forward-minded people know what they are talking about or anything...) I'm just surprised that the majority of PeeA-ers voted for her.

It's easy to forget that Pennsylvania isn't Philadelphia. I am surrounded by a bazillion people of all collars (so clever. I just made that up now) holding Obama signs in each hand. T-shirts, dog leashes, bumper stickers, onesies, hats, all Obama all the time. There are as many black people as white people in Philadelphia. The poor, the meek, the tired, the hungry, factory workers, butchers, bakers, candlestick makers, doctors, lawyers, and Indian chiefs live together in equal numbers and not-quite perfect harmony. But we kind of all melt together and make it work for the most part, becoming this huge entity that looks nothing like the rest of our state. Obviously. Just look at the poll results.

Oh well. Good for those disgruntled yokels for climbing down off the tractors and taking a break from pushing out babies and getting to the booths. And really good for them being registered Democrat in the first place. Maybe people are smarter and more independent than I think they are.

You know, Jesus would vote Democrat. Because he loves you and cares about you. Unlike Republicans who love themselves and care about their wallets and killing your sons. I'm just saying that because I'm tired of people hiding behind their faith.

I should delete that but I won't.

I took Jake to the polls yesterday. It was his second trip ever and as soon as we walked in the voting room he said "oh, mommy! we go in dare and push da buttons!" and pointed to the booth. I was so proud.

He also thanked a soldier the other day on the street without any prompting. I probably didn't mention it here, but I'm teaching him respect for soldiers, police officers, and firemen. Have you thanked a soldier lately? You should. It's the least you can do.

I could add some humor here and go on and on about South Philly politics and how funny the door-to-door canvassers are and how people wear lots of makeup and fur coats/ sweatsuits and gold chains to the voting site and how happy I am that Johnny Doc didn't win but I can't say that here because Jake needs a mommy, not a dead body in the bottom of the Schuykill. Turns out you need more than a bunch of union guys and junkies to win an election for you.

Go figure.