This left a big impression on me. A 5 year old knew who his dad voted for and knew that it was important to vote and although he didn't quite understand, he was horrified that I didn't vote. So naturally as November approached they grew extremely curious about our election and I learned more about theirs. Here is what I learned.
Everyone in France has a political opinion. Everyone is extremely well informed about politics of not only France but also the world (although slightly biased by their pretty liberal culture). The French voting percentage is in the mid 80's and they were absolutely horrified to hear how low ours is in comparison. There are many many political parties in France, more than 5 and each is either as liberal or more liberal than ours, even their 'conservative' parties.
They are currently voting to legalize gay marriage which is causing a lot of uproar in the predominantly catholic country but I believe will ultimately be passed. All other personal rights remain extremely open in comparison to ours.
The French are well informed of American politics but from what I discovered, they really only hear the big points of the arguments and sometimes they didn't understand them. They would ask me to explain what was meant by certain comments made by the politicians and I would have to do my best to explain them.
The first time the family asked me who I was voting for, I started to explain that in the US it's not really appropriate to ask people who they are voting for because it's a personal thing and they said that it was the exact same in France. (Note that this didn't stop them from asking me... however I take it as a sign that they see me as part of the family so it's no longer necessary to follow etiquette rules like that.)
I shared my political views with them and we actually had a nice discussion involving American politics, trying to explain the electoral college to them (this was seriously next to impossible) and comparing our two processes.
The funniest thing to me is that the French didn't seem to understand why anyone would vote for Romney. They treated the election like a formality and assumed Obama would win with flying colors. Not a single person seemed concerned that he may not win, which I also tried to explain to them. I told them how close the election was and that lots of Americans did in fact want Romney to win, to which L scoffed and said "god, Americans are stupid." (This is a typical sentiment echoed by her on a semi-weekly basis; we're stupid, fat, lazy, etc. I have learned to ignore these comments because she is 14 and I remember that everything was stupid around that age.) but it also wasn't just the French. German girls in my classes, Swedish girls and various other Europeans would just come right out and ask who I was voting for and when they got the answer it was a resounding 'ohhhhh good'.
Finally it came time for the election and despite my fathers insistence and organization and help with my absentee ballot, I didn't get it turned in on time. (Read, dad told me 1,000 times to do it and I kept saying that I would, eventually I sent it in just under the wire and was informed that it was too late. Let this be a lesson, daddy's are always right.) So I did not vote in this election and I feel very un-American.
In effort to right this wrong, I only felt it appropriate to go sit at WOS for the entire evening and watch the election from start to finish. I wore a navy blue shirt, a red white and blue hair bow and painted my nails as close to red white and blue as possible (dark pink, blue, light pink)
I watched the election with Katherine, Jen, Jo and the Swedes, by the end it was just Jo and I who made it the entire night (this was a feat and a half considering I had to take care of children the next day and that we are 6 hours ahead of the US so we had to wait that much longer.
The French were extremely happy that Obama won and think its funny, ridiculous and ignorant that people are trying to secede. Let's be honest... Because it is.
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