I am a big Obama fan, but I carry this big load of guilt that I'm not doing enough. I stood in line for hours to hear him speak. I give money. I have a bumper sticker on my car and (very cool!) spoke cards on my bike. I respond to "he's a Muslim" emails from my husband's family in Georgia.
The thing is, I can't vote for Obama. I wish I could. But I'm a permanent resident, and even if I could get over my gut reaction to having to divorce my country of Canada to become an American (topic for another diary, sigh...), I can't get it done in time to vote.
Which leaves me feeling guilty.
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