History was Made Yesterday

Last night, Hillary Clinton won enough delegates to secure the Democratic nomination for President of the United States. It was a historic moment; the first woman to win the nomination for President, ever. I’m a cisbi woman. I should be ecstatic. This is a very big deal.

I’m a little ambivalent. Not that I’m displeased or unhappy, or that I would stay home this year. Frankly, given the choice between a racist misogynistic hothead and Secretary Clinton, I know who I’d pick. Still though, I’m ambivalent.

On the one hand, I’m old enough to remember the last time Sec. Clinton was in the White House. As the first lady, whose husband extolled her intelligence and legal experience during his first Presidential campaign. “Two for the price of one”, or something of that sort. She was instrumental in putting together the first attempt since Roosevelt at health care reform that went anywhere. She was also someone who called young black men “super-predators”, who was (and still is to the best of my knowledge) a hawk who enthusiastically backed the wars with Iraq and Afghanistan while she served in the Senate. She has never backed down or apologized for any of her previous statements.

On the other hand, it would be nice to have a woman President. It would. There’s no reason not to elect a woman for President. I’m going to need quite a bit of convincing to vote for this particular woman, but I may.

For a few months, I’ve been a supporter of Bernie Sanders, who isn’t really a Democrat but said he was to get on a ballot. He’s a Democratic Socialist officially, and it’s one of the reasons I supported him. I support what he stands for and the bits of his platform he has been willing to share. His supporters, the BernieBros, are a different story. I couldn’t bring myself to support him anymore.

As I said on Twitter last night, what do you do when there’s nobody to really vote for? We’ll find out.

I’ve been voting for a long time now. Voting for long enough to have my heart broken over politicians who promised the moon and delivered a mobile for over the bed. I’m used to the concept of “holding my nose” to vote for the least objectionable candidate because my ideal candidate lost in the primaries. When I voted for President Obama in 2008, I felt like I didn’t have to hold my nose to vote anymore. I could vote for the first black President ever. It was amazing.

Now here we are, in 2016. I’ve got a lot of reasons why I’m reluctant to support Clinton, none of which have anything to do with her gender. At the same time, there is a bright orange bully running on the Republican side who seems an awful lot like Hitler, who possibly shouldn’t even be allowed within 100 yards of the White House. The choice is pretty clear. Come the first Tuesday after the first Monday in November, I’ll be holding my nose once again to vote.

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6 Responses to History was Made Yesterday

  1. Jay E. says:

    I won’t be voting for either of them. I will vote, but may leave President blank.

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