I love seeing America vote, through the prism of my older working class neighborhood in Riverside, California.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
America feels like home as much as it does here. Although it's a strange situation as I feel almost like I'm in no-man's land some of the time, because although I'm a resident, I still can't vote so I don't really have a say in what goes on where I live.
I love voting day. I love the sight of my fellow citizens lining up to make their voices heard.
I love the idea of a beautiful neighborhood that represents the very best of American values, but also as a fun backdrop to some darker, deliciously sneaky things going on in people's lives.
Locally, I'll vote one way and nationally, maybe another.
Driving through much of the southern part of the U.S. reminds me of where I grew up in Canada. The trees, homes, sense of community... I love the South.
For more than eight decades, Washington has been my hometown. My whole orientation is toward this place.
I love election day, and I love to vote.
I'm a Canadian who can't vote, so far be it from me to speak for what Americans want. But, I am also a close observer of politics and media in this country, and the intersection of both - and how both intersect, and overlap with, each other.
Southern California, where the American Dream came too true.
I grew up in Minnesota, where we treasure our tradition of civic engagement - and our record of having the nation's highest voter participation.