Barack The Vote!

Ladies and gentlemen, this is the end of the line. Tomorrow is the US general election. If you haven't done so already, please, please VOTE.

This post has great information about where to find out about voting in your state, what to bring to the polls, and what to do if something fishy is going on.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to spend the next day and half obsessively refreshing fivethirtyeight.com (and watching CNN. And Supernatural).

Yes, Another Political Post, I'm /Sorry/

While I was at the Obama rally in White Plaza today, there was a group out with a table and signs for Yes On Prop 8. On the one hand, points for sheer balls - it's not a popular opinion to hold on campus, and they got nailed pretty hard by all of our speakers, so it was brave of them to be there anyway. But I just - I don't get it. This isn't Bumfuck, Nowhere. The kids standing there couldn't go back to their pretty white fence two-car garage 2.5 kids and a dog suburban neighborhoods and pretend gay people don't exist except on the television and in the gay bars. (Yes, I know there are many suburban gay families.) This is a large, diverse, fairly liberal university.

How do you go back to your dorm, back to your lesbian roommate, and the gay guy down the hall, and the out kids you eat dinner with, and tell them you spent your day fighting to take their civil liberties away and make sure they can't have a legally recognized relationship with the person they love? How can you ever feel good about that?

I can't say this enough: vote NO on Prop 8.  Do it because you want the gays and lesbians who want to fall in love, get married, and raise a family to have that choice. Do it because the law cannot make exceptions in extending basic rights without violating the most sacred traditions of our country. Do it because who you love is none of the government's business. Do it because you believe that love is what matters, not gender.