The Fall

Winter is coming.

The long political process of choosing candidates for the two major U.S. parties coincides with the equally dreary slide of autumn crispness into the soggy quagmire that just precedes the colder months of winter.

It feels very appropriate that this dark, wet, blustery day carries these dark, blustery people in and out of the limelight.

The credibility of buffoons and posing egotists running for office against seasoned politicians frightens me. Are we seriously considering electing people who believe the things these people are saying?

Evidently we are.

Parties have taken Halloween customs to a new level of macabre terror as we are treated to tricksters trying to garner our votes by treating us to their views of how to handle women and those who murder school children. We are becoming truly disposable entities asked to sacrifice our lives to protect a few.

Yes, winter is coming and it is going to be much worse than the snow and icy weather of the past. This winter may last for decades as the rich sit safely behind us in their nice warm mansions while we place our children between them and their enemies.

Used to limiting the disenfranchised to minority peoples and aliens, we are marching quietly up the ramps to the slaughter houses, thinking, "Isn't this lovely? Look at the wonderful words they are saying."

Fall into the winter of no return, vote for the sweetest treats instead of the bread and butter that has sustained us for over two hundred years and life will certainly be different. The winds of heaven will literally dance between us if we forge a partnership with the dark side.