Early/absentee voting in Wisconsin started yesterday, and since I will be in Arizona on Election Day, I decided to go in person, rather than risk my ballot being forwarded between our two residences and missing the deadline. Yes, I am one of the "elite" who owns two homes and will pay more taxes under Obama--but will be grateful to be able to do so. Like Joe Biden said, I believe in these hard times it is patriotic for some of us who CAN pay more, to do what's good for the country. I am appalled by the selfishness and greed of some people in my tax bracket. And since I don't have health insurance in Arizona--and can't buy it at any cost due to pre-existing conditions (we pay $1,700 a month for our Wisconsin coverage that is only good for six months of the year)--I am hopeful Obama's plans will help me as well as those who are less fortunate than I am.
And so I went downtown excited and determined to make sure my vote counted. But I was totally unprepared for an emotional meltdown in what passes these days as the "voting booth."
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