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“…I work hard, do a lot of push-ups, a lot of sit-ups, get made fun of, sniff¬†benzodiazepines–” He pushes one nostril closed with a finger.

“–Barry!”

“Hey, you asked. I wouldn’t tell just anybody this, you asked.” He’s pretty drunk. The overly-bent bill of his super-American baseball hat makes his thin horse-face look even thinner. I flick at the hat with my fingers.

“How often do you get your hair cut?”

“Every one-and-a-half-weeks,” he says, taking off the hat to show his ‘do.

“Wow.” The sides of his head are shaved,¬†while the top is a bit longer. He’s got golden-brown hair under that hat, and a tattoo on his chest. And on his side. He shows me both after another beer.

“This is a wolf. And this is a quote from the bible.”

He asks me to dance with him, and I do, feeling it’s my duty as an American citizen. He is an Army man, after all.

He twirls me around a bit, and does some fancy twist with far too many moves for the amount of gin tonics I’ve had.

“Is this what you do, go out on the weekends and dance with girls?”

“I don’t know what a weekend is, anymore. I just have off days. And, no. Not really.”

He spins me again, and once I recover, I ask him more “meaningful” and “deep” questions about his life. About being in the Army. About how he likes Korea. About his hat.

At some point, later, after the dancing, I laugh to myself, thinking about how quickly I’ve become the English teacher who hangs out in the Westerner neighborhood, who drinks on Friday nights and dances with American Army dudes. Typical. Typical. Wonderful.

But it’s more than that. It’s the first moment we saw the group of “Army dudes” walk into the bar, forearm muscles out, baseball caps on. It’s how wrong we were, so quickly. It’s how all people, if you give them the chance, might just be good, interesting people in your life. Even if they wear sleeveless shirts.

Today’s the day. (The sun is shining. The tank is clean.)

That’s right, it’s voting day! For us Americans, anyway. Which is my point.

I hope you’ll all be out there voting today. I don’t care who you vote for, I really don’t. That’s not the point.

The point is, we belong to this country. (AMURICA!) The point is, voting is how we voice our voice (yeah?). I don’t understand the people who say that they’re not going to vote. What? Does that mean you don’t like having freedom? Weird.

There is no logical reasoning behind not voting if you’re able. There’s just not. So, vote, please. Do your civic duty! To both yourself, and your country.

I’ll be voting later today. This will be the first time I’ve ever participated in a presidential election (I was 17 the last time – barely missed it!). I’m kinda excited, in a slightly nerdy-American-y way.

“Yay! I’m an American citizen! I’m gonna go use my freedom and vote!!!!” – a thing I may or may not have said.

I see a lot of my friends and peers acting in the same way, and I’m glad. I don’t want to be a generation of people who don’t pay attention.

I’ve heard a lot of “I don’t know who to vote for”, and, “I don’t really like either of them!!!”. To me, that sounds like uneducated talk. You’re already on the computer, typing that onto Facebook. Why don’t you instead go to Google and get to work? This isn’t a game, and it’s important.

I won’t say who I’m voting for, because there’s this secretiveness to voting that I really like/appreciate/respect. And, as I said, I don’t care who you vote for.

If you’re one of those people who still aren’t 100% sure you’re voting for the correct candidate, isidewith.com is a great place to get some non-biased, important information rather quickly. It also tells you about your local voting issues, too.

Finally, I’ll leave you with a quote. I hope you vote today, America. See you after all this craziness is over.

“We do not say that a man who takes no interest in politics is a man who minds his own business; we say that he has no business here at all.” -Pericles