Today I planted bulbs. Grape hyacinths and giant globe alliums.
Yesterday I planted my feet and stared hatred in the eye.
I worked all day as the polling place captain for the Obama campaign at one of the reddest precincts in the reddest region of the red state of Missouri. I was told I should be ashamed of myself. I was rebuffed when I offered a simple "Good morning!" or "Thanks for coming out!" I was ignored, reviled, bumped, falsely accused of profane language, blamed for the injury of an idiot who wasn't watching where she was going (although I was nowhere in her vicinity), shouted at from the street, flipped off, called a communist, intimidated, harassed and stalked. Absolutely stellar "Christian" behavior from allegedly God-fearing Republican voters.
And, yet, I can't stop smiling.
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