Every year, I take my birthday off from work. Since it falls on a Saturday this year (today!), I took yesterday off, and planned a series of excursions with Amy.
Then Obama announced he was coming to Seattle.
Amy's a big fan of Obama, and has been for a while now. And since this was a rare opportunity, we canceled my birthday plans to attend the rally, and I decided to not pout too much (just a little). You can some of my photos of the day on Flickr. And here's The Stranger's recording of the speech with (better) photos. Damn those people with press passes!
I'll say this: the man can deliver a rousing speech. And he seems to have a lot of momentum here in Washington -- a poll I saw yesterday gives him a 55-40 lead over Hillary (who I've never been able to muster more than lukewarm interest in). And his appearance here outdrew hers about 20,000 to 5,000. But I'm reluctant to get too fired up about a presidential candidate as my track record in that area has been pretty poor.
Back in 4th grade, my teacher, Mrs. Alessandrini, built a whole faux campaign activity around the 1980 primaries and election. I was an ardent backer of Independent candidate John Anderson, and pushed hard to deliver for him the critical 10-year-old vote from room 241 of Lowrey Elementary School . I really got into it. That turned out well.
I hit 18 in time to participate in the 1988 election season. I wasn't really that politically minded at the time and sort of went with the flow, which unfortunately went with Michael Dukakis.
By the time 1992 rolled around, I was a bit more engaged and attended a Democratic Party rally at Cobo Hall in Detroit and actually, you know, discussed issues with friends and stuff. I briefly became a supporter of Paul Tsongas -- "briefly" only because, again, the flow started going in another direction pretty quickly.
In 2000, I originally supported Bill Bradley, but not very enthusiastically. I'd already had my heart broken twice, so I was a bit gun shy. And we all know how the eventual election turned out.
By 2004, I decided to stay on the fence until a front-runner emerged lest face more disappointment. I was never too excited about John Kerry; but I (and the majority of voters) cast ballots for him on the "Anyone But Bush" platform. It's just that not all those votes were actually counted (Ohio!)
So, today is caucus day in Washington, and I am heading out to pledge my support for a candidate. It appears that Obama aligns more closely with my opinions and beliefs than does Hillary, and I think he could do a lot better than her to repair our international reputation and make people feel good about being Americans again.
And, of course, Hillary voted for the war. One highlight in yesterday's speech for me was when Obama reminded the crowd that he never voted for the war, and that down the trail when candidates are pressed about it, he's the only one who can demonstrate that he didn't support it. To me, that's the tipping point, and an area where Hillary obviously has to be weaselly and evasive.
Once I cast my vote today for [delegates for] Obama (or go stand in the right corner, or however they do caucuses), I will become emotionally invested in it and will set myself up for crushing disappointment if "my guy" doesn't win -- either today, or altogether. Conversely, of course, if Obama does win, I can go dancing in the streets and rightfully claim that I supported him all along.