Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more,
Or close the wall up with our English dead!
In peace there’s nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility;
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger:
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood.
…show us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear
That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not.– Shakespeare, from Henry V
Well, Mr. Obama, you have my vote. Use it well. May you ride this groundswell and help tip our country, poised so precariously, towards a better future.
ps- I had an interesting moment this morning while voting. When I was done I asked to speak to the head electiony-dude at my voting place so that I could complain about the Deibold machines being used (yay for Utah). As soon as I started speaking he rolled his eyes and said, “You and me both, my friend.” We had a short, but heartwarming conversation about our fears, not of a computerized election, but of a poorly and secretly computerized election. Please, dear readers, remind me to get involved in local elections, not for running for office, but running elections. This good man I met this morning could use some help in doing the right thing.
