“What’s struck me is the absolute joy our small company has taken in voting. There have been jokes and jeers for the last few months, but now everyone is just having a great time, encouraging each other to get the hell out there and pull the lever. In the cast of characters: our designer, a Bulgarian immigrant, voted for the first time. A fellow writer, a Canadian by birth, married to a Navy aviator, became a citizen specifically to vote in this election. Our receptionist, an African-American working her way through college, is throwing a post-election bash. A .NET developer, a man with musical talent, is lending his craft to a different party.
It’s like the post-rugby match party already. We’ve been beating the hell out of each other around the water cooler, but now we’re all pals around the keg. Hope it lasts.
I love my country.” Me too.