by joe courter
As most of you have gathered, I am a political junkie. It was the Presidential campaign of 1968 that first caught my attention, specifically the Democratic party debate I watched after Robert Kennedy joined the race. I was 17, had already started to question things I was seeing in the world. The news of his assassination devastated me a few weeks later, in him I thought there was hope. And going forward, it’s been a cycle of hopes and horrors. Nixon over Humphrey, and then trouncing McGovern. Yikes. Carter in with hope, then Reagan twice followed by elder Bush … a dozen years of bad news, some obvious then; others revealed as decades have passed. Hope with Bill Clinton, but major disappointments and flat out bizarre-ness in that term, followed by the installation of George W. Bush and the shit-storm that followed. Then, yes, I bought into the hopes again with Obama, but again disappointment and disgust at a ideologically paralyzed government and a President who did little but compromise with the right and conspire with the corporations.






