Election fever has spread to Beijing.
Not for the Chinese government, but for our American one.
Last Wednesday morning I went to The Bridge, maybe one of the most famous coffee shops in the city. Its the one place I can go when I'm sick of being a minority. Anyway, they had special election coverage on Wednesday morning for the Tuesday night elections. Some of the people were there because they cared about the election, but I'm guessing most were there because The Bridge promised free beer if Obama won.
The place was packed. The last time I saw this many white people in one place was at a Dunkin' Doughnuts. Cheers would go up anytime a Democrat won a Senate or House seat. Cheers would erupt when a state turned blue. I just sat back and tried to soak in these weird scene - 200ish foreigners screaming at a projector screen on a Wednesday morning, celebrating democracy in the heart of China's capitol.
Almost as odd as an Amish dude driving a Hummer.
mijia 米佳
P.S. - I did vote via absentee. The lovely town of Summit sent me my ballot by email, I printed it off and my Chinese friend Hillary saw what it was and asked, "Can I hold it?" With delicate fingers and hungry eyes she looked at this paper - more than just ink on a page. Voting was an intriguing mystery to her. I'll never take it for granted again.
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