I remember when I was younger, my grandfather used to ask me if I wanted to help him go campaigning. I don’t remember what age I was exactly, but I remember going door-to-door with pamphlets for Chuck Schumer for representative.  This was before his time in the Senate, and following his work as a New York Assemblyman. I remember the pride, and the importance that my grandfather held in working on Schumer’s campaign, and all of the other political endeavors he became involved with over the years. There were many trips to Albany…and to Washington D.C. in his lifetime. There were other door-to-door adventures as well. In his downtime, there were political books – biographies and political memoirs.

At home, my mother has always been outspoken when it comes to politics. My sister, mother and I are essentially the black sheep in our family as we are proud democrats in a family of ultra-conservatives. I have no shame in this fact, but instead pride. I am proud to have voted for President Obama twice. I remember during Obama’s first election campaign, I was working in a small town retail store, and I felt like I again, was out of place in my political leanings. I specifically remember our boss saying that if Obama won, that he would have no choice but to fire people. I’m not sure if that was just an overdramatic reaction to his (Obama’s) supposed threat to the economy as many conservatives claimed, or if it was merely in response to anyone supporting the candidate he very vehemently did not. The day after the election, which was my first voting experience, I remember my boss shuffling around angrily; and the excitement and happiness that I felt (and perhaps a level of satisfaction at my bosses disappointment...).

During Obama’s reelection campaign, I again felt out of place as I was attending a community college in a rural conservative town. Nevertheless, I did not hide my support. I had a sign on my lawn, and stickers plastered on my car. The evening of the election, my sister and I had a little viewing party together as we watched election coverage. We cheered and blared Bruce Springsteen’s We Take Care of Our Own perhaps a bit too loudly. It was an exciting evening!

Fast forward to this election cycle, I can safely say that it is unlike anything I have experienced or seen. I follow politics regularly, whether it is an election year or not, and this election has at many points felt like we are being punked, or like a caricature of reality. As a liberal democrat, it is not strange for me to find what a republican says as out there or idiotic, but this election cycle has made me feel like republicans of the past, were completely grounded, and sane individuals. Donald Trump however, is a bigoted, racist, bullying asshole with an apparent Napoleon complex.

While the republicans were running their 20 ring circus during the primary season, the democrats were divided primarily between two individuals: Bernie Sanders and Hillary Clinton. I liked Bernie. I donated to Bernie. I voted for Bernie in the primary. However, I can honestly say, that there were many areas in which I did not feel like he was the ideal candidate for the general election, or the presidency. I live in New York State – so I knew that Hillary was going to win, regardless of whether I gave her my primary vote or not. I liked much of what Bernie stood for, and I felt like giving him my vote, was in some small way, saying something. With that being said, I can confidently say that I have no issues, with supporting Hillary Clinton. I am a proud and excited Hillary supporter. 

There isn’t too much point to sharing this little story other than to say, that I am with her. I am proudly with her. I am not going to hide my support for her. I don’t like that there are Clinton supporters being shamed for their support of her – from both sides. There are still people who say they will vote for Bernie. Something I do not understand, or see as anything that will help matters. I think we are at a point where voting for anyone other that Hillary Clinton (don’t even get my started on Jill Stein), is a vote for Donald Trump. It is a vote for hate and bigotry. For sexism. For billionaires. It is a vote for the white supremacists that support, and now – even run his campaign. This is 2016 – I should not have even had to write that last sentence. 

So with all that being said, I will say it again: I am with her. If that offends you, then this absolutely is not the blog for you. I will not make apologies. If you’d like to have CIVIL conversation, or talk about why you are also, with her, then by all means – share your thoughts in the comments!! 

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