Yesterday morning, I was the first person to vote at my precinct. After 20-30 minutes of technological delays, I actually cast a ballot. When I left the building, the 30-40 other people in line on that cold, cold morning burst into applause after seeing the first voter. As someone who does not crave fame, I found the entire experience surreal.
Last night, I returned to caucus along with about 400 of my closes strangers. Sure, we we all standing around for at least an hour or more, but once the lines got going, they went pretty quickly. Most people left after signing, but I decided to stay and catch the rest of democracy in action. There was a little confusion because nobody was prepared for the turnout, but they played it by ear well enough. Nobody was deeply inconvenienced.
The Caucus count was done and Obama got 40 out of 57 delegates from the precinct. And since I was willing to be a delegate, I was appointed a delegate to the county convention. Wheeeee.
On March 29, I will be at the county convention watching more democracy in action.
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