But one consolation is that I am not angry at myself.
Last election, for many reasons that seemed to make sense at the time, but I can't remember now, I didn't vote. And ever since then I have felt guilty that I sat back and let what happened happen.
Of course, at the time I didn't realize what a monster Bush would become. But still ever since then I have felt guilty and partially responsible. I still feel that way. Voting this time has not absolved me of my original sin of omission.
But this time I took a stand. Yes, I lost, and America lost, but at least I didn't sit by and watch it happen. I took a stand against fear and hate and authoritarianism. There's still blood on my hands, but at least it's a little faded.
On behalf of the country I was unfortunate enough to be born in, I would like to apologize to the rest of the world. I am so, so sorry. I officially hate America.
Unfortunately the application deadline for the University of Manitoba was November 1st, so I'm stuck here for at least another semester. (Actually, for Canadian and US students it's January 5th. But I don't think it would be feasible to get all the stuff I need by then, especially since few professors here have known me long enough to write me recommendations). But I intend to leave this country as soon as possible. I will not stand for this outrage. In another four years this country will be an unsalvagable wreck. Democracy is dead. The ideals I believed in are dead. Freedom is dead. Hope is dead.