Hello, fam:
So much, so much. I hope that we can see glimmers of hope on the cusp of this election. Whatever we were, we will never be again. Our real or imagined past is just that: real in that things good and bad have happened and shaped us, and we can only imagine returning to the levels of hope and candor that those of us in this business of elections and governing remember beginning our journeys, so of us decades ago.
The sun will rise on Wednesday morning, but the world it shines on may be one we have never known...
