It's A Party! Politically, Speaking.

Party At The Polls!

Hey, guys! Morgan here! It’s been a minute—and by “minute” I mean around eight months. Whoops. I’ll explain that at a later date. But the point is that I’m back and I’m ready to party! You wanna know my favorite way to party? To get down and really let loose? Head to the polls and vote my ass off! It’s Midterm Election Day, friends and family—and it’s time to party.

My Democratic liberal ass already voted by mail, so I’ve been riding this Blue Wave for a while now. And it feels fabulous. It physically pains me to type these words (and please know that they will never, under any other circumstance than a political one, be typed or uttered again), but here they are: Go Blue.

Now that I’ve bathed in holy water and prayed to Ara Parseghian, Golden Tate, and Ian Book, let’s answer some questions, shall we?

 

“But, Morgan, these are midterms. Do they really even matter?”

  • Why, yes! They do matter—quite a gosh darn bit, in fact. These elections determine the fate of all 435 seats in the House of Representatives, 35 seats in the Senate, 36 state governorships, many of your local government officials, and over 150 ballot measures, like legalizing marijuana and rent control!

 

“Does my one measly vote honestly have any impact?”

  • It surely does! Every vote counts. Cliché? Yes. True? Also yes.

 

“What are you even voting for? Who does this affect?”

Pull up a chair, sport, this one’s a doozy. What do I vote for? Who do I vote for? Well, let’s just take a look:

  1. I vote for the black community. I vote for: Eric Garner, Michael Brown, Tamir Rice, Christian Taylor, Alton B. Sterling, Keith Lamont Scott, Paul O’Neal, Akai Gurley, Laquan McDonald, Walter L. Scott, Freddie Gray, Sandra Gray, Samuel DuBose, Philando Castile, Terence Crutcher, Stephon Clark, Botham Shem Jean. Black human beings victims of fatal racial profiling and police brutality perpetuated by the racist, bigoted ideals spread by an administration marked by scandals and lies. I vote for every black person who has ever felt the burden of living a more exhausting existence resulting from simply having a different skin color. Who has faced discrimination and injustice I cannot and will not ever truly understand. I acknowledge my white privilege and am committed to listening, learning, and fighting in whatever capacity I can for my minority brothers and sisters. Today I can do something. Today I can vote—I can vote for candidates who, to put it bluntly and succinctly, actually give a shit.

 

  1. I vote for the children and families caged (CAGED) at the border—our border—for simply seeking legal I vote for the parents who have still yet to be reunited with their babies. I vote for immigrants who are treated as animals simply because they are brown.

 

  1. I vote for women—all women. I vote for reproductive rights, cessation of victim-blaming, equal pay. I vote for equality.

 

  1. I vote for the LGBT community—my friends, my family. I vote to preserve and expand their rights as equal citizens of this country. I vote for their right to love freely and openly. I vote for their right to live and to live happily, without trepidation or fear.

 

  1. I vote for the 11 victims of the Tree of Life shooting in Pittsburgh. For the 59 lives lost at the music festival in Las Vegas. For the 17 gunned down in Parkland, Florida at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School.

 

As Americans, we have the right to bitch about our government. But we also have the right to help choose who we want to run it. Today we get to exercise that right. So, today I vote. And I hope you do, too. I hope you vote and wear that sticker like a gosh damn badge of honor. Tell everyone you see that you did the damn thing. Shout it from a mountain (or Runyon Canyon, I guess, if you’re in Los Angeles).

Don’t think for a second that your vote doesn’t matter. Our ancestors would not have fought as fiercely as they did for the right to slip a ballot in a box if it wasn’t pretty damn important. Vote because you can. For white women, we’ve had this right for less than a century. For black women, it’s been mere decades. So, vote. Do it. Vote because you can. Vote because it matters.

VOTE.

 

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