You know I love you when the boiler makes that funny sound
So, yes. Despite the unnecessary excitement of last night, I made it to this morning's local Democratic caucus, held in the suffocatingly overheated cafeteria of the high school ten minutes' walk from my house, and I am now one of three female delegates from Ward 4 of Somerville to the Massachusetts Democratic State Convention in June. I am extremely pleased with this outcome. The male delegates were all elected by acclamation because there were only three candidates, but there were six people in the running on the women's side, so we had an actual election with two-minute speeches and all. I introduced myself as the queer Jewish chronically ill person from last year who had wanted to replace Charlie Baker with an artichoke if only it had a sense of ethics; this year, I explained, I wanted to go to the convention to vote Bob Massie as Democratic candidate for governor because he had a sense of ethics and was way better than an artichoke. I hasten to add that I was able to back that statement up with reasons (first and foremost his ferocious commitment to single-payer healthcare, as someone who was disabled and hung out to dry by American health insurance for most of his life, and then a bunch of close seconds in his stances on queer rights, climate justice, immigrants' rights, and public transit that doesn't get privatized or regularly catch on fire), but anyone can talk about their preferred candidate and everyone else did. Anyway, I tied for first-place number of votes. Filled out a bunch of paperwork and already have a good shirt to wear to the convention. Got told I have strong leadership skills, which I would not have said after my sleepless two-minute spiel, but I'm still flattered. I seem to be incapable of interacting with local politics without coming away with Fiorello! stuck in my head. I remain amazed that the democratic process allows me to do this sort of thing. I shall continue to try to use my community-representative powers for good.
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Thank you! That's a compliment.