Voters awake from their quadrennial slumber about this time every fourth year to prepare themselves for the business of electing a president. We cast all our cares and concerns on a man or woman we think can save us from our excesses, our personal responsibilities, our enemies here and abroad.
By the time the election rolls around, most know very little about the man or woman who gets their vote. We simply don’t care enough to reach beyond the rhetoric. We pick the one who looks, sounds or acts more like the Superman (or Superwoman) we would like him to become.
Is it any wonder our country is in such a mess?
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, Obama’s racially-charged autobiography that was written long before any thought of running for political office popped into his head or any of Tony Rezko’s money made that thought viable. 
Jane Chastain 