The first time I was of legal age to vote was just in time to cast my ballot for our soon-to-be new president, Al Gore or George Bush. I was so excited, reading everything available so my first vote would be cast with the knowledge that I had done everything possible to make my decision the best decision ever. I cheered for you when it was finally decided that you were our new Commander-in-Chief. I watched in tears, heart-broken yet filled with hope, as you promised to lead us and keep us safe after the devastation of September 11th.

I watched, I read, I learned. And you turned out not to be the hero I had thought we had had. The list of atrocities that were being committed under your administration climbed to astronomical heights while you and yours spun lies of "everything's fine!" You made a mockery out of my country, crushing our spirits with your failed leadership. The world at large laughed as you were put into office again, though this time you did not have my vote. I stood in line for 5 hours to cast my second presidential ballot and watched, sickened, as the United States signed itself up for another 4 years of agony.

You let me down, Mr. Soon-to-be Ex-President. You took my wide-eyed 18 year old idealism for a horrifying ride and broke my proud heart. The crimes you have committed will go unpunished and my country will suffer your presidency for years to come. This is said without any hate, though, for it is not my place to judge. But I do hope that whatever materialistic wealth you gathered will be enough to sate you in this life. Know this, the God you claim to believe in makes you leave everything behind when you go to Him and He will judge your actions accordingly, regardless of how many groovy singing fish plaques you own.

Wishing you all the best,
TMLS