Now, my confidence in our electoral process is a little shaken. Not that I think Russia cares about millage issues and state primaries. But I lost a little faith in my fellow citizens on that November morning. I lost faith in the American experiment started over 225 years ago by a bunch of dead white guys.
I still have hope in democracy. Otherwise, I wouldn't have voted today. I believe that wrongs are eventually made right, lies are exposed, criminals are brought to justice.
Saint Marty believes that democracy will endure in the United States. Somehow.
For You O Democracy
by: Walt Whitman
Come, I will make the continent indissoluble,
I will make the most splendid race the sun ever shone upon,
I will make divine magnetic lands,
With the love of comrades,
With the life-long love of comrades.
I will plant companionship thick as trees along all the rivers of America, and along the shores of the great lakes, and all over the prairies,
I will make inseparable cities with their arms about each other’s necks,
By the love of comrades,
By the manly love of comrades.
For you these from me, O Democracy, to serve you ma femme!For you, for you I am trilling these songs.