This is a response to "Oh......Grow Up!"
Why should I suppress my emotions?
So, grow up. Remind yourself that politics marriage is a business, candidates potential mates do what is necessary to get (s)elected, and finding one who reflects your dreams is cause for a moment of quiet, pleased acknowledgment. Not fandom.
Barack Obama is my DeGaulle, my Mandela, and my Martin Luther King Jr. You see, it is about me, and I need a hero.
I don't fantasize about having a cup of coffee with him. I fantasize about him restoring the barrier between church and state, nominating federal judges who aren't corporate puppets, and restoring some semblance of dignity to America's worldwide image. I fantasize that I'll be proud to pay my taxes, that Americans of all races and creeds will consider this their country, and that politicians will be ashamed to engage in the "politics of personal destruction."
So why don't I have these same feelings for HRC? Because I think she's a Vichy Democrat. I think she sacrificed her principles in order to retain power during the Bush occupation. She enabled. I could love Hillary, but she hasn't proven herself trustworthy to me. I'll always wonder why she was sleeping with the occupiers. Was it really to protect her family?
I don't know how to take the passion out of my politics. So I plan to "drink the kool-aid." I will hero worship. I will fall in love. I will be a fan. I will surrender part of myself and in return I'll be part of a movement. I want to believe.
If it doesn't work out then I plan to cry and burn my old love letters. And God help me if I ever grow up.