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I always justify all these signs because I assume that Republicans have a lot of extra money from the NRA they just need to spend, these signs aren’t purchased by real people, they’re purchased by corporations and lobbies who want to advance their interest — I honestly don’t know if it’s true, but it helps me when I

Aw, guys, my local paper is trying to be part of the story:

I spent the morning engaging via text with my 16 year old nephew who has decided that Beto will single-handedly plunge the United States into some kind of socialist hellscape. It was really, really hard to get through the conversation but I did. Trying to model respectful discourse and provide him with nonpartisan

I had the great joy and privilege of being able to fulfill my civic duty twice today by answering my jury summons at 9 AM. I was so pissed when I initially received it because it doesn’t make sense to have something that is such a time drain as jury summons to happen on a day when voting is already difficult as fuck

The night of the presidential election I put my baby daughter to bed and crying told her, “I’m sorry we failed you” and I REEEEALLY don’t want to have to do that again tonight. Also, I posted every day until the deadline to vote the link for how to do it online on my FB and STILL some of my immediate friends didn't

*HEL-EL-EL-O*

I’m a living version of the SNL skit this last weekend. I’m too nervous to even concentrate, and I can’t even let myself be positive because I don’t want to set myself up for disappointment. That being said, there’s a chance that we could pick up a House seat tonight, but I’m also closely watching our mayoral race for

I’m voting after work and don’t expect a long line (small town) but I’m trying to figure out how to practice self care today.

Just got back from voting. I, foolishly, just went to the closest polling place to me without double checking. And after waiting for 30min, found out they were having machine issues checking people in. Once I finally got up to the front, was told I was in the wrong place.

#Texpat here, genuinely terrified of Beto losing. I am an extremely vocal and proud liberal feminist snowflake and currently going through a divorce, if he loses I don’t think I can handle my conservative bible thumping racist as shit relatives at Thanksgiving this year. Like will get a note from my therapist so that

Canadian here, rooting for you all!

My anxiety started yesterday, so I dropped by my local dem office to sign up for one last canvassing shift. Almost no one was home, but those I did talk to seemed pretty passionate (again, all dems, since it was GOTV time) and all had a plan to vote/already knew where their polling place was.

I’m honestly concerned. I live in MA which is blue as it is, and my area is typically DEEP blue. But the rotary on my way to work was littered with republican congressional and senatorial signs plus a bunch of *entirely too fucking early* Trump signs.

Also I’m in Texas 22, and can we for a second pause and celebrate this absolute stud I voted for?  He speaks six languages!

My husband and I have voted in every election (purely local ones, too!) since we registered to vote at 18, and today was the first time EVER that I saw young people (18-20) volunteering as poll workers. I thanked them, and told them how wonderful it was to see them there. Whatever happens today, this and the massive

Not focusing at work at all... my normally quiet lower Manhattan polling place was busy this morning, though! 

I fully admit I’m not clicking on many of the articles on site today. I’m already dealing with enough low-level election anxiety that I don’t want to add to it with more low-level election panic that characterizes most of the posts Im seeing today.

Did my part for Gillum by voting early on Saturday. There wasn’t a line, but I did go to a somewhat out of the way polling place so hopefully that’s not representative of other places in Florida. I am REALLY hoping for phenomenal turnout and a blatant, unarguable blue wave. 45 and his cronies....and the proudly

So apparently I’m a weepy person? Can’t make it through most commercial breaks without worrying about my mascara. And today is hard for me. I live in a congressional district that’s expected to flip D and handed out D sample ballots this morning before desk job and now I’m here and just fighting back tears? I hate

I already voted by mail. Normally, during times of high stress, I would be on the couch eating ice cream and panic watching returns. This time, I am watching minimal TV and will be wearing workout clothes all day so I can do quick spontaneous exercises to burn off anxiety.