It’s election day here in America. A day of red, white, and blue. Many people have already cast their vote, but others are waiting in lines at polling places, eager to fulfill their civic duty. It’s a day that’s supposed to be a celebration of democracy. It’s supposed to be a day when we exercise our right to choose leadership for our country that will represent us and help to guarantee that our voices are heard. It is a day that women and people of color have fought for the right to participate in. Fought for the right to be included. It’s a day that’s supposed to bring us together in unity as a nation with hope for a future that will bring us the promises our forefathers, white, male and slave owners they may have been, founded this nation to bring to reality. ...
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BTW - writing challenge update: entered my first writing contest - Only thirty blog entries, but I made the final cut. They announce the winners in a few days. Look for the "Magic Milk Crate" entry if you want to read it and a link to the site if you want to participate next time.