I find myself in a unique position being a Canadian-born U.S. Citizen. And never more than today: the day the endless cycle that is the 2016 U.S. Presidential Election finally comes to an end – or so we hope.
On Facebook, it’s been a continuous feed of “I’ve voted” status updates and photos. I voted early, so I don’t have any photos from today. But I did want to contribute to the mix by making my temporary profile pic a photo of me wearing my Canada shirt when I visited Washington, D.C. during Memorial Day Weekend. But perhaps it’s a little too tongue-in-cheek for social media. My sense of humour seems to go right over most peoples’ heads.
So, I will post it on my blog.
Ah, I feel better.
I like to make jokes about how no matter what happens, I still have that fail-safe option which allows me to move back to the Motherland. But, as I’ve written before, I am neither wholly Canadian nor wholly American. In ways, I am neither. In ways, I am both.
Mr. Rafia will most likely be up all evening watching the news. I’ll probably head to bed around 10 PM and read my latest book (“You Can’t Make This Stuff Up” by Lee Gutkind – such an apt title for our times) until I fall asleep. I’ll find out who wins tomorrow morning along with everyone else. It’s not nearly as fun watching CNN’s John King play around with his Magic Wall (If there were such a thing as a ‘dream job,’ King would have it).
I don’t have anything substantial to add to the fray with this post (quite honestly, we’ve been hearing the same thing from everyone for the past 500+ days – I’m just practicing my First Amendment Constitutional right as a U.S. Citizen ;). I just wanted to say that today my status as an observer/participant has been more heightened than it usually is. That’s all. Have a great day, y’all!