Inside the frazzled mind of the undecided suburban mom voter
I’m a registered Independent voter, part of the coveted suburban mom vote, and as I file this in the dying days of September, I have no idea how — or if — I’m going to vote for president in the upcoming election. I’m not deciding between Kamala and Trump — does that even exist? Folks are trying to decide between Kamala... and Trump? That’s like trying to decide if you prefer listening to Insane Clown Posse or the Boston Philharmonic. I’ll let you decide who’s who. I’m sure they do exist, the ones waiting to pick, but I think a much more common question is, “Do I vote for one of these two clowns — or not at all?” I went with no one in 2020. I might do it again. The coward’s vote. The non-vote.
