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Dems: Divided as Me (Frustrated)

No, Ralph. You may not speak.

Sure, someone won and someone lost when it came to the democratic primaries yesterday. That is what happens in compeitions. You have a winner and a loser.

Hillary won. The democrats lost.

Before you start jumping down my throat for being biased and a horrible journalist (have you read my other articles? “journalist” is a little generous), I don’t not like Hillary Clinton. I don’t not like Obama. I’d like to think I am very mysterious and vague about my allegiances. But seriously, I wish Hillary would have just gone away.

Right now I am so jealous of the republicans. Look at them. They are so happy and unified and all nominee-filled. They are like the geeky kid who you’re secretly jealous of because he finished his huge end of the semester project way before its due and can just chill and watch “Firefly” reruns and drink ginger ale the rest of the year. I hate that kid.

This is why I was praying for a clear Obama victory yesterday. He seemed to have gained so much momentum recently. I was so hopeful that the democrats would go ahead and “get their project done early” so they would be closer to a nomination. Now its an even tighter race and the only person who is benefiting is McCain. With their party so divided by their candidates the dems remain weak. What will happen when Obama-llama or now (maybe) the Hill-anator wins the nomination? Half of the party will be disappointed and (horror of horrors!) might seek solace elsewhere. Desperate and alone they will run to the arms of their sometimes lover. The lover that they know they have no future with but is the warm body they so desperately need after being dumped by their candidate. Nader.
(While I’m on the warpath: Damn you Nader! Stop stealing legitimate votes!)

So at this point I don’t care who drops out (Hillary is still trailing in votes so maybe she should think about it). I just want some closure. I want the calm after the long, drawn-out, too-close-to-call storm.

A Response to Hand-Me-Down Night Brouhaha: Lucy Goldberg

Lucy Goldberg is the Elections Commissioner for the SGA and is “not a voting member and [does] not have a constituency to represent.” She’s e-mailed us this response, which you, our readers, are more than welcome to do by sending it to the form on the lower left.

I would like to applaud those students who have expressed their interest in the Student Government Association of Emerson College. This is partially in response to the controversy that has erupted over the budget allotted to the 2008 Hand Me Down Night Committee, but it is in response to something larger that plagues the nation at large as well as our own direct democracy- the utter lack of communication.

Until now, we have not heard many individual voices with a genuine complaint or concrete concerns as to how our small government is run. As the board gathers every Tuesday in between class schedules and work schedules to discuss the newest appeal or the ever-present business of dealing with Aramark’s services without comment, it becomes difficult to remember that anybody actually cares about the decisions we make. Even the staff reporter from the Beacon becomes ambivalent as we all fill in our governmental roles, nothing more than practice for the day when we will become professionals in the real world.

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Soapboxery

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Get on the box and VOTE! Photo by Steve Rhodes

This is the first year of my life I have been eligible to vote in a national presidential election. If you’re under 21, odds are your situation is similar. I’m not trying to pull the MAKES AMERICA GREAT soapboxery — hundreds of millions of people all over this planet have the right to vote. But it is still a right, and more people our age should take advantage of it. I only recently registered, missing out on a few years worth of local and congressional elections. I don’t really have an excuse. It was plenty important, but my flawed rationalizations led me to think that there were better things I could be doing with my time.

Regret sucks! Whoever you end up voting for will be helping to shape legislation that will directly effect your life once you get out of college. That’s some important shit right there. And if that isn’t reason enough, even if your candidate doesn’t win and the country goes to hell, you can declare “Well I voted for [blank]!” and sport the newest NOT MY PRESIDENT t-shirt.

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