Poetic, Inspirational Living

I’ve avoided posting about politics for the obvious reasons but I can’t resist any longer. I’ll try to keep it neutral as possible and avoid any actual political debate, besides the initial statement that I am a Democrat and this post will be discussing Clinton and Obama.

Visiting with a few friends this week, I announced that I was still undecided between Obama and Clinton but that whenever I saw Clinton in the press, I couldn’t help but get emotional over the fact that there might be a female president in my life time. My two friends quickly chimed in and said that Obama was by far the better candidate and the thought of having a great president in the White House was enough to get them emotional, let alone the fact that he would be the first black president. I admit that the latter statement also gets me pretty  soppy.

Although I am undecided about whether or not I support Clinton, as a female politician she is making huge headway for women to come. While my baby daughter runs around, I feel that perhaps she won’t grow up thinking that politics is just an old (white) boys club, that there is a place for women in politics.

In the past few months, there have been a number of times where I realized that for the first time in a number of years, I have heard the people around me be inspired again by politics. My mom, who is turning 65 this year, is campaigning  for Obama. She calls me and tells me stories about what she’s doing and I hear an enthusiasm in her voice that I haven’t heard in ages, something that was lacking whenever she talked about the USA and politics. As a young woman who was a strong political activist in the 70s, I’m relieved that she again has found that passion.