quit you. I’m done. Last night killed it. I have been a registered independent since my first presidential election in 1980, in which I voted for John Anderson.
Yet, I marched for you. I gave money. I handed out posters to my friends. I volunteered. All for you. Because I believed, naively it turns out, that you would deliver on your rhetoric. And that you would do your best to fix what was wrong. The moneyed influence. The injustice. The political horsetrading with people’s lives and livelihoods.
Yes, we all know that presidents have limited powers. (Less limited these days thanks to an ever-expanding executive branch and a neutered Congress that gladly hands over power to their guy in charge.)
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