It's a great day for America--hooray for President Obama!

November 6--such a day it was. My candidate for president won and I couldn't be happier. One dark spot or blemish is Florida, my home state. I worry that what was once a forward-looking place has become a drudge filled with trickery and misdeeds in the world of politics. I was there when George Bush slid into office, and remember the sickened feeling in my belly; its one of the reasons I finally left the place of my birth and have been reluctant to return.  There is no excuse of any kind for our voting conditions to be anything but as honest, professional and mechanically up-to-date as possible.  This is not the America of the thirties, folks--it's 2012!

 I voted early this year, enjoying the camaraderie of my fellow Americans in the basement of our old courthouse. The line was long, but it was busy and felt almost like a party. In a way it was a party--a joyous occasion in which we had the opportunity to have our say.  Several children were there with their parents, eagerly asking questions about the process, while some voters were quiet and pensive. Some chatted all the way to the voting box, but once in, their voices still in concentration.  I had the feeling I was in a nest of Republicans, but I didn't care--we were there to exercise our rights as citizens. I believe the best man won, but many others were downcast this morning.   I feel for them because I know they believe their path to be the right one. I don't know that mine is right, but I believe it is best.

I would have supported Romney had he won, but I'm glad he didn't.  No matter what he said or did, or perhaps because of what he said and did...I couldn't identify with him. There was a strong feeling that he was just a party animal, and some things he said didn't seem as though they belonged in his mouth. I couldn't understand why the man who got healthcare reform passed in Massachusetts refused it for the rest of us...and why some folks couldn't see that corporations like his are so far removed from ordinary people (and no, corporations are not a person--they are composed of many, many people who usually have no idea what they own, and are directed by those who do) that we are faceless beings--the masses of humanity. How else could the atrocities of the big-business Bush administration have occurred?

The next four years won't be a picnic I'm sure. We need a saint with wisdom and a big stick to meld the drastic differences of opinion that exist among us. I don't know that President Obama is a saint, but I believe in him and support him all the way. He's started too many good things to stop them mid-stream. Join me now, and let's move forward to make our America the place of unity and good will.