The Morning of the SortOfApocalypse...

I've been itching to write something... Technically I should be writing this response paper for my class, but this is more important. This is huge.

My dad has called me politically apathetic before, and there are times when I've felt that way. There's so much that I don't know when it comes to politics, so much that I don't yet I should. The thing is, a lot of it goes over my head, these terms that sound like some foreign language and this history of political hobnobbing that I just don't know! But I'm not apathetic, just somewhat ignorant. And I do care, especially as I'm getting older, I care about my voice within my country and my ability to affect change. As I've said before, I'm a feeler not a thinker, and so when it comes to issues on peoples' rights such as gay marriage - I am certainly not apathetic (Vote NO on Prop 8 in CA!).

And when it comes to this election, today, I am excited and nervous and scared, but I am not apathetic. My absentee ballot is in. It's funny how this day has crept up on us. It's sunny out in Cambridge as students walk to class, and I have Kuumba rehearsal tonight from 7-9. Birds are chirping and the wind is blowing and it looks and even feels like any other day, but it's not. Today is an Apocalyptic-like day. Hopefully NOT the Apocalypse, I don't mean this in any negative sense, but today has that same potency on our future. Today is HUGE. This is an election that so matters in determining our country's ability to move forward from our history of hate, and in re-establishing ourselves as a democratic nation. Today we will see how far we have come as a people, how much we have evolved from stubborn, narrow-minded animals. Today we will see how much we care about healing together, as one community and within this world.

So many people are proudly walking by with their "I VOTED" stickers on their chests. This election has inspired and ignited and actually has a physical, tangible presence in the air. Today we are already living history.