Funny I should have mentioned back in November that I was skeptical if my vote in PA’s late primary would even matter. Little did I know my adopted state would become such a battleground.

For the past few years I’ve lived in high-rise apartment buildings that serve as the area polling place, so I don’t have to go far to vote. On Tuesday I went downstairs unsure of how they would accommodate me. I’d never tried to use a voting booth from a wheelchair before, but knew I wouldn’t be able to reach the buttons. I’d seen numerous articles online about inaccessible polling places and many resources listed to help disenfranchised disabled voters, so I was prepared to have to fight to vote. But I just rolled up, ducked under the curtain, and they lowered the machine to perfect wheelchair-user height, and away I voted. I love when things are easier than I expect; I wish this was more often the case.

Later that day I saw a mini motorcade advertising some book that has something to do with the election. It consisted of a car, a hearse with road signs on it, and a pickup truck with a boxing ring in the back that had a black man mannequin and white woman mannequin wearing boxing gloves and tshirts advertising the book. The mannequins bore little resemblance to the candidates but I’m assuming that’s who they were meant to represent. The whole thing was a really odd sight. And the pickup truck had an inscription on its side window:

HE’S NOT FOR BLACKS OR WHITE
HE’S FOR ALL MANKIND
LET’S SHOW THE WORLD
AMERICA IS NOT BIASED

Except towards, you know, the women part of ‘mankind’.