Deciding to go to the launch party for Cynthia Nixon’s campaign to become the Governor of New York, I knew it would be far, far removed from the sunny, political sausage sizzles of back home in Australia.
But I never anticipated the chaos or the bruises. I also didn’t expect to end my night taking a semi-drunken selfie with the former Sex and the City star, the governor-hopeful herself.
But first, let’s set the scene. The launch took place in a dark, dank wooden bar called Stonewall Inn in New York’s West Village. The location is important: It’s where the LGBTIQ community first fought back against routine police raids in 1969, triggering violent riots and serving as a launch pad for the swelling gay rights movement.
All of us are wet. Thirty centimeters of snow has fallen during the day and there is a proud sentiment among patrons there to see Nixon: “We’re braving the storm to rally for her; she’s braving the political gauntlet to fight for us,” the temperature reads.
The appointment to state governor would see Nixon, 51, best known for her role as Miranda in Sex and the City, in charge of legislature for the state of New York. She’d be the commander-in-chief of the state’s military and naval forces. Her title would read, ‘Her excellency’.
The people around me are a solid mix of men and women – though there are more women. “Are you British?” the arm-band-manager asked me when I arrived and paid my donation. There are people old and young. Black, White, Asian, South American, European, British, Australian.