Nina In New York: Oh Yeah, It's Voting Day
A lighthearted look at news, events, culture and everyday life in New York.
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By Nina Pajak
So, uh. There's an election today.
I suppose the rest of the country has never lost sight of this fact (particularly those besieged folks in Ohio), but I'll be totally honest here. I sorta forgot.
I mean, I didn't forget, but it really wasn't top-of-mind. And the fact that I was finally back at work yesterday and the subways are only starting to get back to normal and everything is still in various states of ruin and topsy-turvy makes it seem really bizarre and wrong that all of a sudden our president is being decided TODAY. By TONIGHT. What? Can't we get a second to breathe here?
I know, I know. It's not like the hurricane was devoid of politics. Between Romney's thoughts on FEMA and the President's visit to Jersey and Chris Christie's bi-partisan display of gratitude to President Obama, not to mention the political maelstrom that is the conversation surrounding global warming, the election has certainly wended its way into our shredded-up region. But I, and I suspect many others, allowed myself to take a little vacation from thinking, reading, and obsessing about it over the last week. And now, BAM. It's here. It just goes to show you . . . something. I don't know. Definitely not nothing. There's a platitude in here somewhere.
Anyway, I hope that everyone is able to get out and vote today, if you haven't already. It may seem like there are things more important than politics at a time like this, but the fact is that in a time of crisis—whether naturally or artificially caused—this stuff matters more than ever. No matter who you think is the right man for the job, you need to know that you tried to get that person in the White House so he can help you and your family in the way you feel is best. I mean, ideally.
And if you gave it your all and your guy still loses, at least you can move to Canada and wait out the next four years. I don't even think they have natural disasters, except for, you know, the fact that their weather blows. Okay, it's a little bit harder than I'd previously imagined, but I'm sure we can make it work. I must possess "work expertise" lacking in the Canadian market, given the moose to human ratio up there. It's just a simple matter of math.
