The emptiness I felt after voting in this Presidential election cannot be ignored. Unable to articulate it, nor put my finger on it, and for reasons escaping me, voting this time did not provide the fire of pride felt every time I voted in the past. Perhaps it was the lackluster candidates in this election. Perhaps it was me. I felt strangled by the absurdity of this election. Nevertheless I voted, compelled by the fact that a multitude of Americans fought and died for this very right. I have never missed a vote. The analogy Spooner uses in the second paragraph hit home, and made me feel a little better.

Can you trust such a man?