I have waited seven long years to be enthusiastic again. Since 2000, it seemed like a long drought in which there was no way to quench one's thirst. It was almost unbearable to watch the State of the Union as well as the countless fallacies which scarred America as a nation. Most succinctly, the Bush 43 years reflected an age of cynicism and malaise which seemed to spiral upon itself as each new event came across the nightly news.
Even worse, the fear of self-expression and dissent seemed to loom over everyone I knew. After 9/11, it was nothing but a cacophony of warnings to stay quiet and alert. And even ridiculously enough, to pay attention to the glowing color alerts from the government. With the continuous tales spun in the media about the threat of terror which continued to be repeated by people who were taken in hook, line and sinker, the days stretched on even more drearier than before.
Now that 2008 has been launched, I wonder whether we, as a country, have the wherewithal to choose a path of change.
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