Syndicated Response

“People didn't come out to vote,” he said.

“The polls were empty—dead,” another radio personality chimed in.

Maybe they were—where they were.

At my polls, they came in ones, twos, threes—we came in fours.

The line to vote in this past election spiraled outside of the high school’s cafeteria, up the stairs, around the corner and down the corridor. While my children and I fidgeted, there were few complaints. Election Day lines are nothing new in my community—my community votes. People of varied hues, ages and demographics stood in line long after the polls closed at 8 o’clock. We socialized, we commented, we voted—it’s what we do.

The next morning, maybe some of us called the radio station to challenge their claim that we were not at the polls. Wasn’t that the intent? To incite us to comment? Maybe some of us will write to the station. Others will wonder at the value of listening to syndicated morning shows that don’t quite capture the realities of our communities. Still others of us will write about it.

At the end of the day, next election we will—one by one, two by two, three by three, or like my family, four by four—come. We will wait, we will stand, and we will vote—again. 


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