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Wednesday, September 01, 2004

I voted and saw a vision of America!



As I left the polling place (#7 in Argyle, FL) on Tuesday morning, I saw a stream of desert brown tanks and armored personal carriers go by on a train through the pine trees near the polling place. Along with the NBR's Republican Convention coverage coming from my radio, I was struck by the eerie juxposition of images and ideas. All I needed at that moment, was the clouds to spell out "KERRY IN 2004" to convince me. Are we safer or have we lost something under the sign of the "W"?