Swing State


I early voted on March 4, but saved my sticker for today.

I live in a swing state now. 

In Oklahoma, they took pride that all the counties were red in 2012. Ads there were trying to see who was more conservative than the other. Norman was blue, though, and my friends and I drank champagne upon Obama’s reelection. 

In Texas, I knew my votes for Gore and Kerry didn’t matter, but I made them anyway. I was so happy when Obama won his first term, though. I remember going to the store and looking at other people. It’s like my fellow Obama supporters and I had our own symbols to let each other know it was okay to react with unbridled glee in each others’ presence. 

It’s one of the few things I can do for my country that’s relatively painless. I even get a sticker! I hope that Smart Women Vote 2016 buttons will come out. 

Ohio, though. I avoid watching Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy now. That’s the time when the ads are the worst. 

I try to avoid talking politics in my classes. I encourage my students to vote, but I don’t tell them which candidates I find reprehensible. They can probably smell the liberal on me anyway. I don’t know any Republican Sociologists. 

In terms of dating, I know I can’t date a Republican. My first boyfriend – my Tammy 1 – was a Republican. When he told his mother I was a Democrat, she told me not to vote. Same Dude Different Day is a former Republican, but he grew out of it and now Feels the Bern. 

I am not even sure I could date a Libertarian. Most of their ideas put a bad taste in my mouth, too. 

What I’d really like is a guy who will rock out to Hamilton with me. I’m looking for a mind at work!  

You want a revolution? I want a revelation!