damn it why is jamie dornan so hot
When I was 19, I went door to door in Las Vegas, in July, trying to register voters in a swing state that was crucial to John Kerry winning the presidency. I was so enthused about being able to participate in democracy that I knew full well plenty of people would register as Republicans, but I didn’t care— it was important to me to make my country a better place. I met amazing people and had an amazing experience, even though I couldn’t eat for most of a day because I was broke and almost passed out from heat stroke. It was worth it.
It has been 10 years since that road trip and this is me, bowing out of that democracy. I’m done. No one in the House or Senate represents me at all* I don’t see myself at all in any of those faces. I’m not saying I expect young bisexual women to flood the Senate floor— I’m saying that I don’t think I agree with more than half of what any single Senator or Representative says (or votes) whether or not they represent where I live.
When President Obama was elected, I was so thrilled. I remember stopping next to a person at a stop light on inauguration day. He turns to me and says, “Beautiful day, isn’t it?” This was on Wilshire Boulevard. NO ONE is pleasant on Wilshire Boulevard. President Obama gave us all so much, well, hope, that people were being nice in traffic on Wilshire.
Then he started slaughtering innocent children, just like President Bush had. Boy, does that burst your bleeding heart liberal bubble.
So, I quit. I’m not voting in any more national elections.
tv show idea: “breaking good”
a murderous drug lord is miraculously cured of cancer and decides to turn his life around. he uses his extensive knowledge of meth cookery to become a chemistry teacher and help young people discover the wonder of science