On Super Tuesday I Wanted To Die.

Happy Votesmas, people!

I hope you all managed to find some time to give up for our political process today, or will whenever your community has it's primary election. Or if you're an independent, never mind.

I'm not an independent. I'm a Democrat. I have been since my 18th birthday. There's no way that I wouldn't join the party of FDR. I'm just not sure that it is still his party or not. But let's leave that aside for a moment. New Deal or not, the Donkeys are my people. Represent.

Now, when I went to represent this morning, I walked into a roomful of disappointment. It started when I signed in to vote, as I have for the last 12 years. The sweet old woman with the book looked up at me and asked "Republican?"

Heart. Break.

How could she know that I want a single-payer health care system, increased funding for the arts, a complete redeployment from Iraq to Afghanistan, and mountains of money thrown at our public schools? For whatever reason, she looked at me and just assumed I was there to kill Medicaid.

I told her that I was, in fact, a Democrat, and it sounded far more defeatist than I had intended. I signed in, was handed a ballot and asked to return the pen after I was done. I walked to a booth, readied my pen and looked at the ballot.

Heart. Break.

Staring back at me, top of the list, was "Dennis J. Kucinich."

DAMN YOU! It was like getting a voicemail from someone who just died in a car accident. That shouldn't be there. There's nothing I can do about it now. All it can do is remind me of what could have been, if only the world had turned a little bit differently.

Tempted as I was to throw my vote away just to say that I had voted for him, I did not. This is too important a task to waste my time making statements or scoring private moral victories. I'm not going to say who I voted for, but I will say that I am not happy with Dave Letterman right now.

I await the results of today's contest with anxiety and trepidation.

Happy Votesmas.

By the way, where was Gravel? And who the hell is Jim Rogers?