I am a liberal Democrat. ProChoice. ProMarriageEquality. Against the death penalty, nuclear power plants and fracking. I am voting for Mitt Romney. There. I just admitted what I’ve been grappling with for over four years. How a New York City Jewish mother born at the tail end of a baby boom can turn a coat, and vote for the Grand Old Party, the Republican Party. And it’s not because of how President Obama’s constant visits to the Big Apple kills my love life, either. http://bit.ly/NreQpM So I guess that makes me, to some, a mixed up, confused, ditzy, dizzy political heretic. That’s ok. I’m used to heresy. In 2001, I left my beloved Mets for the Phillies when Turk Wendell was sent to Philadelphia in a trade crafted by Steve Phillips.
Born during the Kennedy presidency of “ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country,” I grew up, around the corner from Archie Bunker, in a family that revered Richard Nixon. But, even as a kid, I was enthralled, fascinated by Robert Kennedy, Bella Abzug, Abbie Hoffman, and I wanted to grow up to be like Woodward and Bernstein, breaking stories about what some bad politicos did to hurt the good people. I wanted to give something back to a land that gave my family a chance when they came over from Europe in the late 1800‘s/early 1900‘s. Living in New York, I felt the Democratic Party was the place for me. If I didn’t break Watergate stories, I would run for public office.
“You’re voting for Obama, right.”
“Come on, Romney doesn’t care about you.”
By the way, if anyone has unfriended me on Facebook, yet, I understand. Wait, forget about that. I don’t think I understand. Cause I would stand by my friends if they were Tea Party member, Occupy Wall Street peeps, President Obama supporters, or even Skankee lovers. Wait, I have. Cause this country is based on a system of checks and balances. This is a country formed to protect the minority. And I am a part of new minority, or am I? A liberal Democrat for Mitt Romney. I, also, support the legalization of marijuana.
I have several friends, yes some still talk to me and will continue to do so after this, that voted for President Obama with me four years ago. Now they are, quietly, going to pull the lever for Mitt Romney. They don’t want their neighbors, their family members to know.
“Shhh, don’t tell anyone.”
That’s what’s going on here in New York, where it’s a given that the Democratic Party will prevail and deliver the vote for President Obama. Assume nothing. There are some people who are tired of the economy not just standing still, but slowing shattering. And four years ago, yes, I’ll admit I almost turned Republican to vote for John McCain, until he chose Sarah Palin as his running mate. See the vice presidential candidate does matter.
“I’m voting for Mitt Romney.”
“You can’t do that. He lies. Please say you’re not gonna do that.”
So why do I no longer buy into the idea of “hope and change we can believe in.” Because after four years of this, I ask myself, “Are you better off today than you were four years ago?” (Five points to anyone who knows who said this back in 1980.) And my answer is, “No.” If anyone out there in reader land can say a yes to this question, I am happy for you. But shame on me, I voted for a man who I knew would be compared to Jimmy “I’ll never lie to you” Carter, and so President “If it’s not fixed in 3 years I’m done” Obama is just that person. The Middle Eastern/Iran troubles, back then that happened on the weekend of my eighteenth birthday. The price of a gallon of gasoline, the tens and twenties going for food. And, today, nothing left over but an empty chair.
“Just register to vote. You may change your mind at the last minute and want to vote.”
“What’s the use? Why bother?”
I know kids who voted for the first time four years ago, pulling that lever for Barack Obama. They were excited to hear him speak at places like Washington Square Park and Cooper Union. Standing in front of a lower Manhattan Starbucks for hours, I was awed when I saw our future President. This time around many will not be voting at all. Those twenty somethings. Some, who may or may not have jobs, will be too busy trying to figure out how to get a meal. No money for a five dollar box of cereal. They don’t have the dollars for food, and, repeatedly, get turned down for food stamps. The food pantry lines have gotten longer across the country, and in New York City the streets are not always paved with gold but sometimes with the hungry.
So, I decided to vote for Mitt Romney before:
* President Obama’s bumbling debate showing him to be a non-leader.
“Boy Obama got killed last night.”
“It was awful what Romney did.”
“What’s PBS anyway?”
* the murderous 9/11 in Benghazi, and our President’s ridiculous apology to the United Nations. I’ve heard The View is a lovely television show, never seen it – can’t afford the luxury. But it would’ve been nice to meet with a few Middle Eastern leaders. And it would’ve been the right thing not to make one of them wait for you while you ate dinner.
* the presidential mix up, and his convention’s confusion, to what city is the capital of Israel. If the White House hasn’t figured out geography yet…
* the price of gasoline went back up to the summer of 2008’s prices, well over $4.00 a gallon.
I decided to vote for Mitt Romney when I realized while jobless and relying on family members to help me financially as I slept on the cold floor http://bit.ly/GBFriR That Obamacare http://bit.ly/wUAbyK was just another program shuffling papers. Because I don’t have a lease and I get mail at a post office box, I can’t get Medicaid or food stamps http://bit.ly/MS3kcD. In order to get these programs, one must prove where one lives. A street address. Funny, the motor vehicle department believes you when you say your address. And in order to register to vote, just fill in the application and voila! The ability to cast that choice.
So back to medical care, I am uninsured. Does that mean when Obamacare takes effect, I will have to pay for insurance or be fined? If so, I hope I have a job by then. Yes. I used to work. I was a Hebrew School teacher, a tour guide at a military installation, a public relations assistant (whatever that is) and a political campaign worker (for the Democratic party). Then I took a job at Walmart, and as I was about to leave for a better paying job a television fell on me http://bit.ly/MILAk5.
When Mitt Romney is elected will I be concerned about the liberal causes I hold dear to my aching without medical care heart? Yes. But I’m believing that the world will be a safer place to live in, and that I will be able to earn enough of a living so I won’t have to worry about the ability to get the welfare programs that I need now and can’t get. What good is a nuclear power plant free world if I sleep in a heatless apartment? Am I worried about some birth control pills? I’d rather be concerned about what time Sleepy’s will be delivering my bed (by the way, when a friend heard that I slept on the floor she gave me a couch -- a truly good person who still talks to me, although we are voting differently). So this mother, me, will be pulling that lever for a man who I don’t agree with on many issues, but I do on some, a safer world with a better economy. Mitt Romney is my man.