politicalbull

My birthday is today, December 3rd. I won’t tell you how old I am (sorry) but I WILL tell you that the first time that I voted for President was in 1980.

I have seen a lot in my short life here on earth—think about it, when you consider the totality of existence, our time on this earth is just a hiccup—and I would like to go the memory lane of national events for a minute.

I was alive during John F. Kennedy’s assassination, but I was too young to remember it. I was during Bobby Kennedy’s and Martin Luther King’s assassinations, but I do not really remember those events. I was alive during Watergate, but I was too young to care.

I don’t really remember the Vietnam War protests, but I vaguely remember the Kent State shootings because it was practically in our backyard. I remember the Iran hostage crisis, and how Jimmy Carter mishandled it. I remember, well, the Challenger explosion and the emotions that followed. I remember Princess Diana’s death, and funeral, and how awful I felt. I remember John Kennedy, Jr.s tragic death, the boy that had such promise, along with his wife and his sister-in-law. I remember the ridiculous Clinton/Lewinsky sex scandal and the equally ridiculous impeachment proceedings that followed.

Recent events have added more to my memory bank—the year our nation almost collapsed from the greed and stupidity of politicians and business leaders. I fear, however, that much more will happen to our economy in 2009, much more that I will be condemned to remember.