Voting my heart, head, and hate.
[Editor’s Note: Yes, mom, I know…”hate” is a very strong word. My affinity for alliteration is even stronger.]
After years of wishing our California primaries came earlier in the cycle, so our votes really “mattered,” here we are with a Super Tuesday primary. And I’m not loving the pressure. California is now a huge prize with tremendous significance, so it feels more important than I want it to. I know…be careful what you wish for.
I’ve been open since the primary season started that I had #MyTop5. Only one of that five is still in the race, and the majority of my personal online bubble is super into that candidate, so you’d think it’d be a no-brainer to vote for them.
But it’s not.
I see all my friends sharing “vote your heart” and that anyone is electable, but there are three problems with those two statements:
- If I’m being totally candid, no one left is a real “heart” candidate for me. The one left from #MyTop5 was 5th out of 5 for me. The other four who dropped out would all have excited me more and would have made my primary vote clear, even if I knew it was a losing vote. I’m in like, but not love.
- I have repeatedly supported the idea that ANY of the major Democratic candidates can win the general election. Still believe it. P45* is a historically and…
