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Today was another Wachovia morning. Between running into my neighbor and my roomie's sister, a man came up to us, wearing a Kerry-Edwards pin and said he'd go to Wachovia if we voted for Kerry-Edwards.
"Of course," I said.
"No, it's really important," he said.
"I know."
"If these guys get four more years they'll destroy us."
"I know."
"I have a twenty year old son. I don't want him to die for these assholes," he said putting his fist to his heart and biting his lip.
"I _know_."
I know.
"Of course," I said.
"No, it's really important," he said.
"I know."
"If these guys get four more years they'll destroy us."
"I know."
"I have a twenty year old son. I don't want him to die for these assholes," he said putting his fist to his heart and biting his lip.
"I _know_."
I know.
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That's intesely sad in a really . . . intensely intense way.
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