Defender of the Party

So, due to the current elections there has been a ever growing tension on BYU campus. Not so much if you support Obama, everyone pretty much leaves you alone, but when Mitt was still in the race it was pretty scary. Anyway, I had two brushes with some conservatives and it was interesting. The first, I was walking into the Wilk and had a Hillary button on my backpack and since it was lunchtime it was crowded, anyway I felt a tug on my backpack and turned around and a girl had taken off my button and put it in the trash. Crazy I know, the second was my way of fighting back. I was walking to the Jamba Juice to get a pick-me-up when I saw three people standing in front of the BYU Democrat booth, but no one was manning the booth. When I got closer I was the girl had a sharpie poised over a picture of Hillary and one of Obama, so naturally I sat down at the booth and asked them if I could help them. Fortunately I was wearing my "Barack Obama for President" t-shirt, so I carried it off pretty well and scared them away. My friend Macrae said I was a defender of the party. I like that, except it's a little marxist, stalinesque, comrade lenin for me.