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On being American...and Un-American


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All my life, I remember the first Tuesday in November...my parents always went to vote after work.  However, I only really remember specifics about Presidential elections since the first time George W. Bush was elected, in 2000.  I remember the recount for that one, and Florida being the state that had to be recounted who-knows-how-many times.   I remember in 2004, I worked on Bush's campaign and learned  LOT about politics and how things really work...I gained a deep respect for a lot of what these people do.  In 2008, I remember supporting Obama, and going to a victory rally with James up in Salt Lake when he was elected.  And in 2012, I remember Obama being reelected, and me not being upset about it.

I also remember people being viciously opposed to the other party, and being upset by this.  Call me innocent, naive, a prude, whatever.  But honestly, is politics worth destroying friendships over?  Is is worth all the name-calling, all the degradation, the lack of support?  The way I see it is, the voice of the people has spoken.  If you've read and understand the Constitution, then stop complaining and support your president.  Or move out and quit complaining...it's really up to you.  But now that President Obama has been elected, let's be AMERICANS and support him.  Don't forget that he can't do anything singlehandedly.  If you really want to see change, pay more attention to who your Senators and Representatives are.  Now, can we all just agree to stop be UN-AMERICAN (by that I mean, slandering our leader who has done nothing illegal, unconstitutional, or intentionally destructive, and who has good intentions to make this country a better place for all) and support our newly re-elected president??

I'm proud to be an American.

Kthanksbye.

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