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Post by Broker of Darkness on Jul 13, 2008 19:15:05 GMT -5
Ok, feel free to talk about the current election... I'm gonna talk about being at the Obama town hall meeting at Robinson...
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Post by Broker of Darkness on Jul 13, 2008 19:16:49 GMT -5
Ok, many of you people have been sending me IM's, Messages, Wall Posts, FB Chat IM's and such asking about my status and im TIRED of writing the same long story over and over again so I shall write it this one last time because im lazy folks...
Yesterday, my mom calls me from her writing class at George Mason and tells me she got tickets to the Town Hall meeting with Obama at Robinson today. So i'm already all hopped up on political awesome'ness.
Today I go with her to George Mason so I can go to the meeting which has the doors open at 11:30 but Obama doesn't start speaking 'till 1:30. So my mom, her class of 20 somethin odd random teachers, and myself head up to Robinson in a caravan of Liberal awesome'ness. Upon parking at the nearby elementary school we walk to the secondary school to find a huge line of people. So we park ourselves in line and are bombarded by people asking us to volunteer and such, and people selling Obama T-shirts and Obama Hats and it was like a sporting event...
While in line 5 people in the group get approached by this lady in a pantsuit (No not Hillary, I'd be surprised if she had the guts) who asked if they were with a group and wanted really good seats. They replied they were and received green bracelets (Like the ones you'd get at a concert) so when we found this out we enquired about good seats but couldn't get them because of the minor (me). Discouraged but none the less enthusiastic we maned the line to get into the school and were greeted by at least 10 cops and two metal detectors.
Now this wasn't the run of the mill walk through oh you have a metal plate in your head keep going metal detectors and security. This was the (and I saw all of this) take your canned soda, take your belt, (try) to take a little kid's ball with the elastic at the end so it comes back to your hand, hand over your cellphones and cameras so we can see them, airport (spread your legs and lift your...) security. I made it through because my mom dogged me enough to take out everything that had metal on it (Change, ipod, dog tags, wallet with the tiny metal tip at the end) and go through the line. Finally we made it in the Robinson. Which was divided into: The bleachers on the sides, the bleachers in the back where Obama would have his back to, the middle was taken over by a podium surrounded by dividers which were surrounded by folding chairs which were surrounded by more dividers which made a box where the journalists could write on their laptops behind the camera people.
So the green bracelets where for the bleachers behind Obama where the camera's would be facing and no bracelets were for the common folk on the side bleachers. Well, we all were a group so we silently followed behind our comrades with bracelets and made it through 3 of the 4 checkpoints being stopped twice, only to explain that we were with a group who had bracelets and proceeded to go on. We had finally made it to the last checkpoint when we were SHUT DOWN, by this one lady who was like "no". So my mom goes up to her, gets really close and says: "We are in a graduate group at George Mason, The Northern Virginia Writing Project, and up there *points* is the rest of our group. Now I would really appreciate it if we could sit with our group." I don't know if it was the fact that this lady could total bench my mom and was impressed about her talking back, or the fact that she feared bad press from a group of crazed teachers and a kid who only could pass for 18 because he hadn't shaved his half beard but either way we got into the seats behind Obama.
So we are on the bleachers and discover that part of the group (Including the professor of the class) are in the common folk seats. So there was a good laugh. Ok fast forward, the main man comes in about 10mns after the time he was supposed to come. Clapping, cheering, it was amazing and overwhelming, the man could hold down a room, nothing compared to what you see on TV. So, he spoke about woman's rights in the workplace, and the economy, and then he turned it over for people to ask questions. So people got a few questions out, and some of the teachers I was with were like trying to figure out what to ask and finally decided, raised their hands and Obama picks on them. So the mike comes over, and my mom's teacher friend asks about how writing has influenced his life and carer and such. So he answers, and like, he looked relieved because all the other questions were politics this and politics that and he seemed just so chill about getting a "fun" question. So the funny thing is that when he answered it he basically outlined everything my mom's class was going over voice, tone, etc..etc...So they are all freaking out and giggling and it was weird.
Fast forward again about two questions later, Obama has to go so he gets down the podium and proceeds to shake hands with the people (Over the divider gate thingys, so I'm like I gotta get a handshake from this man so I climb down the bleachers INTO THE PIT. No, seriously folks this was like a friggin Lamb of God/Slayer/Anthrax moshpit. I had to semi push my way to get to the divider thing only to see him circling the other side because he came in the way that I was at, either way I waited and waited and then as he was heading out on the other side he turns and comes to my side. So the pit gets crazier, I'm leaning on the railing not only because I'm trying to get my hand out there but also because I'm being pushed by the people behind me and next to me. So he's turned and I catch his eye and I'm like "HOLY FRICKEN noodles" in my head and he takes my hand and I'm like "HOLY FRICKEN noodles" in my head and I said: "Thanks" (Corny yes but I couldn't think of anything else to say cause he was in a rush other people needed shaken hands and he most likely didn't remember two years ago when he talked with my dad at Walter Reed) So, my mom some how got into the pit along with a group of her teacher friend and as we are walking out of the gym everybody is tripping: "ZOMG HE TOUCHED ME!" "ZOMG I TOUCHED HIM" "ZOMG IM NEVER WASHING MY HAND" (Seriously, direct quotes minus the ZOMG's) So we are walking and everyone is stoked and this guy from channel 9 stops us and interviews us all in a group so then they are all stoked about that after we walk out of Robinson...so my dad then text's my mom and says that he saw us on CNN live because my mom's friend who asked the question was sitting below us and we were right above her on the bleachers so then everyone is all stoked about that...
Yeah it was fricken awesome....Though I just remembered that I failed to mention the SS or whatever security dude who was right in front of us during the talks who kept giving everyone the eye...I wanted to get a picture but I was afraid I'd get shot for aiming my mom's phone at him...(Yes there are crappy phone camera pictures...)
All right peace
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Post by timtheenchanter on Jul 17, 2008 12:43:19 GMT -5
Well, I unfortunately haven't been to any exciting political rallies, but I suppose I can still talk about the '08 elections. Now that I can legally vote, I'll be casting my ballot for... BARACK OBAMA! Why? Personally, I think we need some young blood in the White House, plus I think Obama is a very charismatic man - very important, since the President's power is limited in which he must persuade Congress to vote his way. Of course, I'm also voting for him because of that revelation I had one night. You can find the full-length version of my dream in the Weird Dreams board, but in short, I had a dream that Obama was elected President of the People's Republic of China. Somehow, that made me determined to vote for him in November. The human mind sure does work in mysterious ways. Tim the Enchanter
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Post by Ankh on Jul 17, 2008 13:41:38 GMT -5
Yes! Another Obama supporter on this site! And the human mind does work in weird ways. Humans naturally look for patterns in their environment, which is why we see things like bunny rabbits in clouds and celebrities in corn chips.
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Post by Remora on Jul 18, 2008 13:14:48 GMT -5
Does that mean I'm really going to magically be transported to Area 51 and get a job there because I wanted to apply for the Air Force? (I had a weird dream last night.) /random
I wanted Romney, but he dropped out. I guess since I'm a republican, that leaves me rooting for McCain.
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Post by mousemaylikecheese on Jul 18, 2008 15:25:10 GMT -5
I'm a republican too, but like Remora, I'm too young to vote. Although I kind of waited until the field was narrowed down a bit before I decided who exactly to cheer on.
As for the dreams thing--if all my dreams (as in dreams I had while I was asleep) came true, I would be running a school newspaper with a staff member who is disguised as Zaphod Beeblebrox, my uncle and ex-aunt would have lived in an aquarium, I would have hugged Will Turner by accident (rather than Cap'n Jack Sparrow) while we were watching a weird museum exhibit involving Willy Wonka, I would be a second string defensive player on a non-existant football team that a non-existant uncle-ish guy ran, and dissembling model boats to save them from a mysterious force would be important.
But, on the other hand, dreams, by turning our thoughts in different ways, do sometimes lead to revelations. For example, after a segment of a dream involved my arguing that elves should be associated with Christianity (I think it had something to do with NetHack), I came to the theory that part of the reason my opinions of Tolkien's and Paolini's respective elves differ may be their general philosophy towards life, a quasi-religious thing.
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Post by timtheenchanter on Oct 16, 2008 16:59:22 GMT -5
HEY GUYS, GUESS WHAT?
I GOT MY SAMPLE BALLOT TODAY!
Voting is... complicated. In addition to voting for president, I also have to vote on twelve referendums for the state, seven for the city of Berkeley, as well as the mayor, school director, state senator, and so on. There are so many issues that I have to make decisions on all of a sudden!
Well, at least one thing is clear...
I'm voting for NANCY SKINNER for the 14th Assembly District, State Assembly! WOOT! She's the only person running for the job, and my vote is guaranteed to get her elected! I'm going to make a difference!
Tim the Enchanter
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Post by Schmergo on Oct 16, 2008 19:39:10 GMT -5
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Post by theaceofspades on Oct 16, 2008 21:21:08 GMT -5
I'm going to vote fore the person opposite of who i want to win
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Post by bb on Oct 17, 2008 5:40:55 GMT -5
Barrack and roooool!
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Post by Heidi Girl on Oct 18, 2008 20:54:08 GMT -5
Wow, so okay, I haven't posted here since like, forever! But that's besides the point. So, I can't vote, but I'm rooting for McCain, not because I particularly like him, in fact his only likable aspects are: his wife (who is like, totally awesome and she does a lot of charity work which is just so cool), and the fact his was in the Navy (then again, he was an aviator, it'd have been better if he were a submariner) (speaking of which, the Navy-Pitt football game is coming up, and I'm totally going! Except, most my friends will hate me because I'm not supporting Pitt, but whatever). Actually, I'm only rooting for him because of Sarah Palin, who's the most kick-behind polititian I've ever heard of! I usually keep those opinions to myself though, because my friend and I are like the ONLY republicans in our school, so we're reduced to muttering how dumb we think Obama is under our breath (mature, aren't we?) This is totally off topic, I'm working on reading the Princess Bride, and it's totally awesome! I start acting a little kooky when I haven't had enough sleep, have you noticed? -H.G.
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