The Day My Mother Voted for a Democrat

Its been a busy past few weeks. More and more i’ve been getting sucked into local politics, which is interesting, to say the least.

Its my life, which means there is always girl drama.

Not to mention C called me out of the blue. "To see how I was doing."

Just this past monday, my great-grandmother passed away.

As i said, its been a rough ride these past few weeks.

Due to the time, place and my general disposition, I decided not to go home for the funeral. I may yet come to regret that decision…we shall see. Instead, I decided that I’ll come home for thanksgiving, and spend some quality time with the family during that occassion. While the holiday travel will make for a bit of craziness, i think overall it would be better for my coming home.

But enough of those negative things. Enough of the madness of real life and its consequences. Given the events of the past day or so, I feel obligated to put into text my little take on the election and its pleasantries.

As i watched the pre-election coverage, as well as the early coverage during the night as the results were coming in…they repeatedly asked again and again how people thought the results would come out. And as the night grew later…they asked more and more "when did you know Barack Obama would be president?"

Now it seems, is time for me to give my answer to that question.

It was around 4PM yesterday afternoon that I knew the answer.

It was at 4 that I spoke to my mother on the phone. She called me, as she always does, right after she votes. She goes with the rest of the family, as they go as a group to support the bright red that is the republican party.

This year, I thought, would be no different.

I talked to my mom…as I always did:

"Your grandfather voted for McCain" she said. "So did your aunt, and the rest of the family."

"I don’t understand you sometimes I swear" I said.

"Don’t get all worked up" she said, "I didn’t say who I voted for."

"Oh please, I know who you voted for…who you always vote for"

(My mother, since age 18 (who always votes) has always voted republican. Always.)

"Who did you vote for?" I asked.

"I’m not telling."

Not telling! I laughed. Where would the family fun be without our typical election day banter. Where.

there was a pause.

I got ready to give my speech that I always give. My line of "if you are poor (or of lower economic class) and you vote republican…you are making a financial mistake. Forget the abortion issues, the gun laws, all that (which i am all for, pro-choice and pro-gun all the way!). If you want to be more economically well off. You should vote democrat. It is as simple as that.

And then she said

"All I’m going to say is, if things don’t get better for me economically, I’m going to be very mad at you."

I couldn’t say anything.

I sat there stunned.

And then I smiled and laughed.

It took 30 years. but I finally convinced my mother of something. (Maybe I am getting better at this lawyer thing)

And PA went to Obama by such a large margin. I couldn’t be more proud.

Love you mom 🙂

Oodles o’ love,

Erotique