My family is not the type to debate candidacies, candidates, campaigns or platforms. I can’t remember the last time – if ever there was one – that we sat around a table and discussed the key points in an election. Or anything remotely governmental, for that matter.
Which is why I’m a little stunned by the sudden intensity and passion exhibited by my relatives over the impending presidential election.
“Lynne, are you still undecided?” My mother asked this yesterday as I sat in her family room, watching Madagascar with my kids before a family barbecue.
I raised my eyebrows and smirked. “Yes. Why?”
“I just can’t believe you would consider McCain at all,” she said. “Unless you don’t think this country needs change. I mean, if you vote for McCain, you’re voting for four more years of the same.”
Wow. My mother, never before given to much vocal interest in politics, was directed and strong in her comments. She looked me in the eye and I had to look away for my apathy.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m not ambivalent or uninterested. Far from it. I’m just a tad cynical about the impact any one person can have – presidential or otherwise.
Yes, that’s a terrible thing to say. And of course I’m going to vote come November. I’m just not sure yet for whom.
It surprises even me to admit that. I’ve been a lifelong liberal, achingly so, and to even consider the Republican ticket after eight years of a president I have loathed, well, I can’t explain it.
My entire family is pro-Obama. Everyone. Including my usually Republican father, though I’m not in love with his reasoning for eschewing McCain (he’s unimpressed with his wife; my dad is not superficial so again, I’m stunned).
And I’m on the fence. Shoot me, scoff, smirk, make snide remarks. I don’t care. I’m just not convinced yet who’s great and who’s not. I see both in both. Any thoughts on the matter? Chime in.