From the journal I kept for my AP Poli Sci class when I was a senior in high school. Damn, I was fucking optimistic back then. March 12, 1994
The primary is in just two days, and I couldn't be more excited! It'll be my first time voting, and my mom is going to pick me up from school and then we are going to head out to the voting polls. How exciting!
I am very excited because Dawn Clark Netsch* is in the lead. I feel like I am partially responsible, in a very small way, for this. I did phone banking for Netsch and as I talked to people, I helped familiarize them with Netsch and her ideas. They want me to help out on election day, but I can't. Too bad - I think it would be fun!
In early February, I tried to get a job in Grace Mary Stern's** office. On Friday, I got a nice letter from her. She said that she didn't have the money for a paid campaign worker, but I am more than welcome to join as a volunteer. Unfortunately, I wanted a job as a person on her senate staff, not campaign; she just misunderstood. I'm wondering if I should pursue this. On the other hand, I could try to work with Schoenberg*** or Porter.**** Oh well! I better get crackin'!
*This was the Democratic primary for the race for Illinois governor. **I have no idea who this is, but I guess a local elected official. ***Schoenberg, until recently, was my parents' state assembly rep. He retired. ****Porter was our Congressman. He was a moderate Republican. When he retired, a less moderate Republican douche bag named Mark Kirk won his seat by a slim margin. He is still in office and still a douche bag.