Yesterday morning after I got up I made the decision to stop participating in the national argument regarding the Presidential election.
I have had enough.
When the leadership of the free world is contingent on someone talking dirty over a decade ago this country is fully deservant of what they get one the dust settles on November 9th. If the decision actually gets made the night before, that is.
To say it's a train wreck is a way too kind understatement. It's a rare thing when a situation that we the people supposedly have control of is something we dread but that is exactly what is going on. Neither of the choices are palatable or redeemable in any sense of the word, and the third choice is an idiot. Donald Trump, Hillary Clinton and Gary Johnson are those choices and none of them, to this voter, have sufficiently captured my imagination to the point that my sacred vote is theirs with a little less than a month to go.
Yes, I'm on record in this volume and other social media platforms as being someone who would place a third party vote but I'm sorry, you need to know the name of a besieged city in Syria because like it or not, whoever moves into the 1600 gets that problem and a spate of others after the parades and the parties are over in January.
Bit that's then and this is now, and what I've described as a "game night decision" is rapidly becoming a conundrum. I still plan on voting with a regretful attitude that involves holding my nose, closing my eyes and marking my ballot. Afterward I will utter a nondescript prayer and as a nod to my Catholic christening, cross myself and utter a hail Mary. I might even purchase incense and come home to meditate.
Whoever wins on election day is going to place demand on the entire country's inner peace to accept what we've done and speaking personally, I am gonna cover every base.
I'm not a particularly religious person, but God help us when this is all said and done.
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