I asked my mom to write in a story about her voting memories 1) because she’s a life-long, dedicated voter and 2) because I know she’s often been the ticket-splitter in her marriage (my dad is a dedicated Republican, a.k.a. devoted, unashamed wingnut). To my surprise, she actually wrote in:
I doubt there are many families where the voters are straight one party of the other. In my southern family of the ’60s, my mother was the most vocal of the family and she NEVER let anyone know who she voted for, but I don’t have any memories of my father speaking his own political views.
I do believe there were both Republicans and Democrats in my family, but most were Democrats (Faubus, McClellan, Fulbright). Even during the Vietnam War, politics played a role only in what we saw on TV and read about occasionally in Time (or some other magazine). People were too busy with their own lives to think too much about politics and the anti-war demonstrations seemed too far away to be real or to have any kind of effect on our lives in rural Arkansas.
I was proud and determined when I came of age and could vote. I have voted every national election since 1964 and have not missed but one local/state election. In my own family of three daughters, we are diverse and we have to steel ourselves when we come together so as not
to break the families ties over politics. I am not of strong beliefs, but my three educated, independent daughters are and they will fight to the end to get their views across to anyone who will listen and fight to be heard. Their father is very vocal about his beliefs and I think he stirs the pot to get discussions going. I am the peacemaker and ask them to not let our family differences in politics put a wedge between any two or more but it is a constant battle.
One niece was working to be a delegate for Obama and her parents were aghast at her change and at how hard she worked for his campaign–more effort was put out for this than any other single effort she had made.
As time goes by, I realize at my advanced age that I have an obligation and a desire to vote but my one vote will not in the end make a difference. After all, my husband (he of the Rush Limbaugh crowd) assures me his vote will cancel mine if I go in the “wrong” direction.
Thanks, ma! And she’s right — we do have to brace ourselves before any political discussions in the family because they get nasty fast. No politics on family holidays unless you’re willing to knowingly divide yourself from the offensive other for the duration of turkey-cutting and present-unwrapping and Scrabble-playing.
I do, however, have an issue with the terminology of “canceling out” your partner’s or other people’s votes. Every vote counts in your district, so go ahead and vote your conscience. And hell, if it rubs, take some pride in canceling out your partner’s ignorant-ass vote.
IF YOU HAVE A STORY TO SHARE email fauxrealtho at gmail dot com with “VOTE” in the title. You still have through early October to get registered to vote in the 2008 presidential election.