I have a dental appointment today after work, and the timing couldn't be better. For one hour, I won't be in front of a TV or computer, won't see political posts or listen to talking heads, won't be squinting at numbers rolling across the bottom of the screen.
Students at my school will have the opportunity to vote today. Teachers have talked about voting etiquette, and a call went out last night for parents to do the same. The discussions should have happened months ago; children have already been threatened by their peers with deportation, should the election swing a certain way.
Yes, the ugliness has reached our youngest citizens. I blame media, and those who deem such talk as appropriate for children to hear.
I know I voted from a place of love and hope--love for my family, love for the rainbow of people who make up our country, hope for those who struggle, who aren't Malcolm Gladwell's "outliers", who still have artificial barriers to success and happiness based solely on the skin and gender and class into which they were born.
I won't be wearing a pantsuit today, but I will be wearing blue, blue, blue. And tonight, I'll be watching TV through my fingers.