
Personally, the most disheartening aspect of this election, by far, has been my inability to directly take part in it. There's no doubt that, were I an American, this day would be the be-all-end-all. Surely I would find myself parading down the streets in a rather melodramatic fashion, canvasing for Change and orating for Hope like I was Aragorn at the Black Gates.
If. But. Alas, if 'ifs' and 'buts' were candy and nuts we'd all have a Merry Christmas.
Instead, I offer a purely symbolic endorsement, one that should be of no surprise. There's no need to show-off with a nuanced, detailed explanation. That's been done by greater minds than myself. (Sullivan, The Economist, New York Times). So, without further ado, know that I'm basing this decision on that perishable commodity of hope and all its virtues.
For the United States and the world, the Uh, Gee, Great editorial board (yours truly) endorses Barack Obama for President of the United States.
Know Hope.
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The menace of fate . . . LOL!
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