That's All She Wrote...

Well, it's over.

Barack Obama will be our next president. Truth be told, I'm not very happy about that.

I am, however, intensely proud to be an American today. It is an historic moment, indeed.

But, I feel somewhat empty. I know nothing abut this man; he is a cypher, an unknown. He has not gained my trust, let alone my devotion and love. I cannot see that happening under any circumstances. He has earned my respect as a victor, but not much else.

At this moment, my tenuous grasp of the concept of "hope," is that I hope he doesn't fuck things up completely. That when I stand up in disagreement and in opposition, I will not be branded a racist, but judged on the merits of my arguments.

The reality of hopes and dreams is that they float away into the gathering fog, to fade into grey obscurity. To be in oppostion to a man like Barack Obama will be ugly and dangerous.

Yet, despite this, I will stand in oppostion to this man and his beliefs, as honorably as I can. I will take whatever his followers and sycophants throw at me; hate, slander and violence. I will struggle and I will prevail. If not me, personally, then the ideals I believe to be true and right, somewhere down the road.

I understand that it will be a long road, rough road ahead. I do not have faith that Barack Obama is the right person for this job. But I congratulate him on his victory, and my thoughts will be with him and his family as he prepares for this mighty responsiblility.

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[John]

Truer words could not be spoken more eloquently at this time.
To say I lack confidence in "the Great Leader's" ability to lead is an understatement. Combined with a Senate and House under dubious leadership, I think we are in for some significantly bad changes in the way our country is run. Fighting is the only option. Better to die on your feet than live on your knees.