Voting Reflections

It took me about 30 minutes door to door to vote. The polling place was busy, the line about 25 deep. One of workers said, "I've been doing this for 20 years and it's never been this busy."

The crowd was peaceful and organized, a huge Kerry supported area, I'm sure. I wish I had a nice digital camera and could have taken a picture of the line of people - what an amazing sight. To the outside world, symbols of America were the twin towers, our huge skyscrapers, long freeways, big SUVs, etc, etc. But what I saw today were people from my neighborhood walking to a local middle school, standing in line to vote - vote however they wanted. No one was bullying or proselytizing, there was no threat of violence, or even anger. People came to do their business and move on. It gives me hope, because I see the venom of our society on both sides dominating the dicussion, but it is in such disconnect with the way everyday people are once they get together. Maybe, like Eminem suggests, the anger is just beneath the surface, waiting to come out an explode, but then again, maybe it's not.

Voting, like chicken soup, is good for the soul.