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Edited on Thu Apr-08-04 05:36 PM by eyesroll
(great topic, BTW)
1. Voting in the parks/rec building with my mom in 1980. I later found out she voted for Anderson. That's the only one of my mom's votes I know for sure. 2. 1984, drawing a Reagan/Bush '84 poster, and my grandmother telling me that "we don't vote for these people." Consider that my conversion to the Democrats. I was 9. 3. Watching the '85 inauguration at school. We had a potluck -- I remember the deviled eggs. 4. Oliver North, and why the hell was he on everywhere? 5. Attending a rally for Bush/Quayle '88, as a reward for my participation in a student-government contest. In the Twin Groves Junior High 88-89 yearbook, there's a picture of me holding a Bush/Quayle sign. It's the last one you will ever see. I wasn't a troublemaker then. Hold the line, cheer like you mean it, don't piss anyone off. 6. Getting the brush-off in '92, when I wanted to volunteer for the Clinton campaign. The local coordinator was not interested in underage volunteers. I've found that to be the exception, rather than the rule. 7. My AP European History's post-AP-exam obsession with the music of the Vietnam War era. The class itself only went to World War II. 8. Testing "far-left liberal" on a political quiz (not the Libertarian one) in senior-year economics class, to the surprise of no one. I was one of two in the class, and I held my own. 9. Most of the 90s, a blur. Slipping into complacency. I was in college and then a good job market. Nixon died, and one of the few Republicans on campus got drunk and ran around in a Nixon mask, stupified. Impeachment, all hail the Mighty Clenis. Late 90s, local campaign jingle, to the tune of the "Beer Barrel Polka" -- "Roll Out The Taxes! will tax you, again!" This same candidate did another jingle, that was just "tax tax tax tax" to the tune of that organ music you hear at baseball games. 10. Waking up the morning after election day, 2000, and then again on 12/13/2000, not sure what hit me. "Oh, fuck" entered my political vocabulary, and hasn't left.
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