The Iowa caucus will be held today. The Democratic Party members will meet at a public place, and discuss the candidates and general issues. Instead of using voting booths, they stand together in groups, supporting different candidates. It’s more of a neighborhood meeting, a gettogether between friends and neighbors.
This is not the first election in my lifetime that didn’t end the way I wished for, but it is the first election that left me feeling scared.
Fear is powerful beyond measure. When we are afraid we pull back. I hope I will go to bed tonight without any fear of tomorrow.
“Do you know where we have to go to vote tomorrow?” the young woman asked me.
They just moved here, and she is still learning her way around. I hired her as a part-time helper in my workshop, and I try to answer all her questions as good as I can.
A king had a scary dream. He dreamt that all his teeth fell out, one after the other.
I admit it; I can be a smartass. I didn’t plan on becoming one, it just happened. It’s like an internal force is guiding me to open my mouth right then and there, and there is nothing I can do about it.
The Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave! This beautiful country of diversity and opportunity. May I please have it back?
“Rats are leaving the sinking ship.” I always wondered about this saying. Does that make the rats smart, because they can sense that the ship is sinking, or does it make them hypocrites because they are leaving?
One of my helpers, a young woman in her early 30’s is not sure who to vote for in this Presidential election. “I don’t like either of them,” she stated, and I don’t blame her; I feel the same way.