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I was so angry, as angry as I have ever been. But also as helpless. And those of you who know me know that I am a fireball. I get out there and I get things done. I felt totally helpless and frustrated that night. Why didn;t we atke to the streets? I don't know, what can one person do at a juncture like that? Most people didn't seem to care, didn't think there was a big difference between Bush and Gore. The apathy is the most frightening thing of all. Our own party let us down, kissed ass and walked away. Witness in retaliation the rise of Howard Dean and his ilk.
It was the night that this country lost my respect. It was the night I knew I could leave, if I had to. This country lost my loyalty that night because the highest and most respected body in the land betrayed the very foundations we were meant to represent.
It was the ultimate disillusionment, the ultimate betrayal. And as we all know it has continually worsened under this illegitimate regime. I am working hard to change things, for now. But if the people of this country are so deluded, or so enamored, of the current status quo that we get four more years of the Moron in Chief, then this is not the country I was taught to love and respect. And I will leave. I am dead serious. As far as I am concerned, this country needs to win me back, or it doesn't deserve my talents, my efforts, hell, even my tax dollars (of which I pay many).
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