One day, maybe ten years from now, as I am standing in a breadline to pick up my weekly food rations for my "domestic cohabitation partnership", I want to at least be fed on the moral victory that I, apart from my fellow grumbling peasants in the breadline, that I at least did the most I could, and that I at least voted for the candidate who I actually thought could fix the country. That I didn't cast my chips in with a candidate I found terrible even while calling him terrible.
At this point, that's the most I hope to get out of this election.
And that is why I intend to write in Ron Paul, and why I have decided not to vote for the other candidates.
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