Wednesday, March 05, 2008
Last night was the primary elections for president in Texas, Ohio, Rhode Island, and Vermont. Miguel and I took turns going down to the polls to cast our ballots.
We watched CNN for the remainder of the night. I was not expecting such a quick result for the Republican Party.
It was announced at 8:15 p.m. that John McCain was the Victor and would be the Republican nominee for America. Mike Huckabee, whom I have studied and admired from afar for alas, two long years, was forced to concede. When I heard the news, I wept bitterly.
I was devastated. I wept without shame. I wanted to dust my head and body with ashes and mourn for 30 days.
I was also bewildered. So was Miguel; at my behavior. I felt so abandoned, so lost. How could this happen? Mike Huckabee is a man of God, a true American Noble, an honest, hard-working, God-fearing diamond in the rough. If he wasn't going to win, I didn't even want to vote for the next President anymore.
Who would rule America now? What kind of a world would Ariel and Jeremiah grow up in now? Mike Huckabee was the perfect man to lead America to peace and safety, and above that, he deserved it. He did fight the good fight. I could not accept that the race was over for Mike, and I could not accept John McCain as the nominee, though he won fair and square.
I am still surprised, and trying to wrap my self around this startling turn of events, but now I must be mature and prepare to vote and supportthe candidate that I have ignored for all these months. Learn about their interests, intentions, and character.
I can't just refuse to vote and be a sour puss; I must recover hope and stand behind the next President. But a crushing blow it was, and I pray that Mike Huckabee will run again in four years. God Bless America.