I didn’t expect last night to be a blow-out, but I was keeping my fingers crossed that there would be a sign, an inkling of which of the two Dem candidates were pulling ahead to give a little push to the ambivalence I feel now — at this point, my decision is going to be based more on electability than position papers.
Not a good thing to hear from PunditMom, I know, but there you have it — the pragmatist in me winning over the optimistic idealogue.
But this morning there is no hint of which way this will break in the end. Nothing unpredictable happened with the Democrats and here I am left to make up my own mind! Damn the Super Tuesday voters!
For me, what it boils down to at this point is this — I want to see a Democrat in the White House next year. Either Hillary or Barack would be fine with me. I just want to find a way to check off the box on my ballot next week to send my vote to the one who will have a better chance of getting the GOP to pack their things and clear out of the Oval Office.
I like to think that the President we choose will be the face of what we want to present to the world. Will it be one of steely resolve and resilience, backed by compassion and a lifetime of uphill battles? If so, we will choose Hillary. Will it be the face of hope and optimism, of the blending of cultures to create something greater than the parts? If so, then it is Barack’s face I see. I’d like to think that as a nation, we are all of those things and more. Choosing the President is only the beginning. Choosing to live for the causes of freedom, democracy, and social justice are the real challenge.
I am worried that optimism won’t be enough to take on the Republican machine. And I am worried that the GOP is lying in wait with ammunition they’ve specially crafted for that steely resolve and resilience.
I guess there’s nothing left to do now except stop stewing and make up my mind.