I am voting today – very proudly – for Barack Obama. I feel confident that he is the best person for this job.
By definition, a person who gets to this point in the game has made some compromises that I do not appreciate. The more power you want, the more you have to compromise. So I never really, really like anyone who has the potential to win a presidential race. But he’s inspiring all the same. Hopeful. Pragmatic. Skilled. Brilliant. And whatever the outcome, someday I will be proud to tell my son that I voted for the country’s first-ever viable Black candidate for president.
Here’s the but: as someone who has been a feminist since I could define the word, as someone whose life has been built around feminist values and beliefs, I can’t believe that I’m going to walk into a voting booth today and vote against the first viable woman candidate we’ve ever had.
Who ever thought it would come down to this?
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