Dear Mitt and Paul,
I wanted to clear something up for you. You might remember me from my last letter. It seems I need to explain things to you again.
I have seen the debate about what went wrong and why you lost this election. As a voter, I want you to know that my voting against you had nothing to do with the fact that you are both rotten people.
It was not because of your religions.
It had nothing to do with Eastwood’s empty chair, or the hurricane, or the liberal media telling me bad things about Bain.
I did not vote against you because I am a minority.
I did not vote against you because I live in an urban area.
I did not vote against you because of the cheese wiz in your veins or the elevators for your cars.
I did not vote against you because you are bullies and bigots.
I did not vote against you because you are rich hypocrites. It was not because of Chris Christie, or Colin Powell, or Bill Clinton, or Anne Coulter, or Chris Mathews or Rachel Maddow or Meygn Kelly or Jon Stewart or Brian Williams, or anybody on TV.
I did not vote against you to get free stuff.
I didn’t vote against you for any of those reasons because…I didn’t vote against anybody. I voted for someone.
I voted for a man who brought my childhood friends home from war so they could kiss their wives and tuck their kids in at night.
I voted for a guy who loves New Jersey more than he dislikes Chris Christie.
I voted for the guy who looked in the mirrors of his daughter’s eyes, questioned himself, and changed his mind about marriage equality.
I voted for the guy who called Sandra Fluke and told her that her parents should be proud.
I voted for the guy who honors the women in his life by trusting them to make their own reproductive health choices and giving them the opportunity to work through glass ceilings with equal pay.
I voted for the guy who signed the stimulus that paid for the hearing aids that allowed me to hear my children clearly.
I voted for the guy who gave my sister the ability to buy health insurance in spite of pre-existing conditions.
I voted for the guy who picked Joe Biden for a VP. Joe’s love for his country, his willingness to give of himself, his smarts and experience are top notch.
I voted for the guy who was smart enough to put a ring on Michelle Obama’s finger.
Most importantly, I voted for the guy who will continue to place America, and what is right for her, first.
I trust him.
When he hears a lone voice in a crowd of plenty shout, “I love you!” He shouts, “I love you back!”
See Mitt, Paul, it’s not you… it’s him.
I did not vote against you.
I voted for Barack Obama.
I voted for Joe Biden.
I voted for Michelle and Sasha and Malia.
I voted in favor of my self and my spouse and our sons and our future.
I voted in favor of the best tomorrow for America available.
You can blame polls, and weather events, and skewed electoral votes, and biased media, and urban minorities who supposedly want free stuff, till you actually turn into the slow-moving, regressive elephants who represent you if you wish, but no manipulating the facts.
You lost not because you are losers but because Barack is a winner.