Look, for a variety of reasons, I’m not voting tomorrow. This is not a political blog, so I don’t want to go into detail why, but I have one thought before this time tomorrow night, when it will be all over except for the suing —
I’ve never given the Jeremiah Wright flap any particular currency, and I still don’t. I don’t want to get derailed by that either, I just want to make this particular observation: what does it say about us that we can so easily accept the idea that somebody went to a particular church for years and years and years and didn’t pay any attention to the sermons?
Just a thought. Vote, pray, or both.
Leitourgeia kai Qurbana: Contra den Zeitgeist 
I can understand not voting for the federal stuff, but why not voting for local stuff?
The next place where I am an intentional long-term resident, I will make more of a point of doing that. I sort of feel that, since I don’t know how long I’ll be in Bloomington yet, I can’t responsibly vote when I may or may not be around to have to deal with the outcome.
Richard
Richard,
I don’t pay attention to sermons.
srsly.
hope yer well!
fp
Frank, if I don’t get to make you nachos soon, I will be very cranky.