i didn’t start crying until the indiana results were projected blue. then i drank a beer and smoked the fattest blunt while crying tears of joy. days spent at gas stations and going door to door getting people registered; hours on the phone with people from every social, political, and educational background; conference call after conference call were all worth it.
but yeah, i cried.
There’s actually a pic of me in the LA Times (floating around the interwebs somewhere) crying when they called Ohio. I really didn’t believe he was going to be elected until that moment.
Truth time: I did not vote for Barack Obama in 2008. I wrote in Dennis Kucinich because I voted in MD, and let’s be real, that’s not even close to a swing state. But I still canvassed for BO, and I was still really afraid that McCain/Palin might get it.
I watched the election with a bunch of other Swatties in a student space on campus, one of the political science profs bought a keg of beer for the event. When the west coast polls finally closed, the whole place erupted. I burst into tears, leapt into Mr. E’s arms and gave him a huge kiss on the cheek (we didn’t start dating until a year later). It was an awesome night.
/personal story time