Waiting outside in a long line of faces for your chance to see a piece of history in the making. Inside, the screaming, the tears, the cheering, and even the occasional fainting. Thirty years ago I would have thought of The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, maybe a Billy Graham revival. Today it’s a Barrack Obama rally. There’s a new Messiah in town. In an incredibly short amount of time, amidst freezing temperatures, rain or shine, he has become the mailman of hope for a new generation. He is an attractive, eloquent man with a vision. Sound familiar?

As a lifelong “registered” Republican, I have to admit my attention has been gotten. Now the hard part – wading through the political mire to a clear and sound judgement call on the November shore. Make no mistake, both sides offer the same challenge. Do I go with the tried and hardened workhorse that has brought us to our current state, or is it time for a political tsunami to hit Washington? The unfortunate truth is that at this stage of the game, no one man is going to change the course of a river that is so long and runs so deep, which brings to bear my next quandry.

Too many fingers in the old pie – old pie being the McCain camp. A lifetime of service in the Washington politico. Tough to unshake all those hands. I will give credit where credit’s due though. He brings new meaning to blindsiding your opponent. In the last two weeks he has also reminded us that cronyism is alive and well. Endorsements galore from the B-12 network.

So, an old familiar musty wind, or a chance for a new and vibrant future. The choice is not just mine.

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