Enough Already!!!!!

Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.

Abraham Lincoln - The Gettysburg Address

I say this every election. Nobody cares. But I feel compelled to say it again because the DNC has taken possession of my inbox on two email accounts. And in spite of promises they have made in the last couple of days I doubt I will get them back for my use because the 2016 presidential race will formally kick off. BTW when does any politician actually govern instead of run for office? 

Election laws have to change. And not the way they recently were changed by Citizens United and the SCOTUS.

We as a nation began this dubious experiment when it took two years or more for all the citizens of this land to hear the results of any election. It now probably takes about two hours. Australia does it all including the campaigning in just 90 days. Just think only 90 days of 40 emails a day and four telephone calls a night. Not two years or more.

And all for naught because nobody will vote. And if they vote it will not count. Some hanging chad and SCOTUS will count. Or some cell phone app will flip every straight ticket like in Ohio in 2004. And what we want even if the votes are counted will not matter because 40 Tea Party members elected by a very small number of people have the right to bring the entire congress to a complete and absolute stand still.

And to break that deadlock a compromise guaranteed to negate the bill and its purpose entirely will be passed instead. Or the House of Representatives will try 40 plus times to repeal a bill previously passed.

Some how this sounds like a Dr. Seuss book except there is no humor in it.

But I will vote. NOW give up my email inbox and leave quietly.

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