Political PTSD: Edwards, you've been served.

[CorpGovActivist]

So, I don't get many stomach-and-heart-in-my-throat moments in politics anymore.

It's not that I'm jaded. Far from it. I'm jazzed, like never before.

***THIS*** is it. This is the election process that all those history books, course syllabi, and Schoolhouse Rocks promised. As it should be.

Voter turnout: Where it ought always to be.

Town squares and town criers: reconstituted as never before, under the spreading chestnut tree that is the Interweb.

More perfect Union? With tears streaming down my face, there is a man who is more than Three-Fifths of a man. In. Running. There is a woman who may not be Abigail Adams in my book, but still. In. Running. Viable.

That, my friends, is a heal on two scars of our Constitution. Right there, before our very eyes.

And yet: there was that heart-stopping moment today when Obama stood at a podium.

For 10 syllables or so, I waited, on pins and needles.

"Don't do it!" I implored silently. "Please, don't do it."

He didn't.

It was at that moment that I realized I am in need of more than a nod and a wink, a Sphinxy Smile and a secret handshake for my back-ordered Edwardsobilia.

A day after Tsunami Tuesday, when so many threw their lots in with Edwards - "ANYWAY!" being the battle cry - it occurs to me that Edwards may owe us more.

I don't vote until the 12th. I supported Edwards. I have been hoping for a smoke signal, and thanked my lucky stars that yesterday wasn't Decision Day for me.

The admiration is still there. But something else has taken hold, now, too.

Absent more information, it's all speculation. But this privilege is too sacred.

No taxation without represenation gives way, here, to no better explanation? No representation.

I'll have the Edwards Family firmly in my thanks, my heart, my prayers, and my warm wishes - while I represent my franchise for someone who will actually provide me with representation at the convention.

Senator Edwards and senior staffers: from the spreading chestnut tree of cyberspace, you've been served.

In my opinion, good lawyers resort to dismissal motions. The best ones skip straight to the Answer.

For negligent infliction of Political PTSD: a one-count Complaint. Served.

With respect,

- Dave

[bigbrother05]

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