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It’s Election Day in America, and here in D.C., tension is running high. This morning, I waited in line with my family to vote in a church multipurpose room staffed mostly by Alpha Kappa Alpha poll workers in pink and green, then drove across the city to work, passing pedestrians in camo Harris-Walz hats, storefronts boarded up in case of trouble and a TV reporter doing a live shot. All this despite the fact that no one actually cares what we think, compared with voters in the hallowed swing states of Arizona, Georgia, Michigan, Nevada, North Carolina, Pennsylvania and Wisconsin.
