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Interesting takes in the comment section. Here is my prediction: Donald J. Trump will win for the third time, this time by a margin that is too big to rig. I understand any handwringing as I sit here wearing an ankle bracelet preventing me from participating in the election, even to campaign for myself or attend Santa Ynez CSD meetings in person. After a lifetime spent working to GOTV, walking precincts, working fairs and stuffing envelopes to help elect good candidates, attending rallies, and organizing Tea Parties, I will spend Election Night locked in a small cabin outside of Austin.

All of the happiest and the most disappointing election nights have been spent with my family and friends. The biggest election night of my life I will sit In front of my IPad, talking on the phone with those same family and friends. Mostly I will be talking to my husband, who I have spend the past 45 elections nights with.

Our first election night was in 1980. I came home from my afternoon shift working at the Kern County Hospital only to discover my husband had voted for Jimmy Carter. He proudly told me when he picked my son Dylan up from kindergarten, my son asked him to vote for Jimmy Carter because his teacher told the class Reagan would start a nuclear war. My husband changed his vote to Carter as a favor to the 5 year old. My response? “Are you F’N’ kidding me??!! You are letting a 5 year old and a government worker tell you how to vote? What is wrong with you?”

My poor husband was raised by a commie mommy and a Dad who never voted because he didn’t think it mattered. My family’s interest in civics was a foreign concept to him. Both of my parents served on everything from the Grand Jury to the Republican Central Committee. My father held every possible elected office from the College Board of Trustees to Mayor of the small town we lived. I was at Bakersfield GOP Headquarters when President Kennedy was assassinated. Civic Duty and Politics were my wheelhouse, not my husbands’. Now my husband is as politically engaged and informed as anyone you’ll ever meet. He is proudly serving his 90 day sentence in our home, a small 125 year old cabin in Santa Ynez.

I am not looking for sympathy. I am happy and proud to be spending Election Night confined by a court where the judge explicitly said her goal was to keep me from participating in as many election cycles as possible. She called me a “danger to democracy” and mocked my claim on the Capitol steps that my husband and I support law enforcement.

We are on the right side of history. This Election Night will be very different than any other for my husband and I but in many ways, it will also be the most beautiful. We showed up to the Stop the Steal rally in support of election integrity. We committed no violence. We entered no private areas. We pled guilty to a single count of a non-violent misdemeanor. We did what we believed was the right thing and now we accept the consequences. After 3 years of investigations, almost a year of court hearings and tens of thousands of dollars in legal fees drained from our hard earned retirement savings, this reign of terror is coming to an end. No matter what happens, our life is what we make of it:

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Polly Frost's avatar

The other day this TDS idiot said Trump obviously isn't up for the presidency, he's been looking tired and old recently. “You think he should look more rested? Then tell your Party to stop shooting at him,” I said.

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