Chapter 1: 2012 Presidential Election

As I remember this time it seemed that the world was being ripped apart by this once grand event. I say once, because it was at this time that I saw just how much people were being tested. Friendships seemed to be broken down and people's tempers seemed to flare up at the thought of who would win. I refused to be a part of this madness, so I became neutral of the two candidates and went so far as to not vote. Obama vs. Romney, honestly, it was like choosing between the lesser of two evils. Now, who the lesser evil was, was anyone's guess.

In the end, Obama won and was re-elected for another 4 years. I remember the night ebfre the election was decided, I was at work busy with helping my friend with his online homework when I heard shouts coming outside. Upon investigating, I saw a man followed by a small dog, walking down the street in a frenzy. He was shouting something about the election, most of which I can't remember anymore. Back then I remember thinking that if I was to approach this man or if I even made a wound, that he might take his anger out on me. So, instead I did the more sensible thing. I called 911. the woman who answered was warm and spoke to me with authority and experience. She told me that she would send somebody to patrol the area and I said thanks. By that time the man had moved on past y work and I felt relief.

But it was only a brief respite. The next day Obama was announced the winner of the election and every Romney lover or sympathizer that I knew seemed to have been possessed by a hateful demon, or maybe that's too much. Fine, I'll just say they got really angry. In any case, tempers were at an all time high. On Facebook, I remember reading everything from people calling Obama voters idiots to saying the world was now going to Hell.

Where did all the love go? I wondered, humored and a bit angry myself. For the most part I wanted to tell everyone to shove it. But I knew these people. I was friends with many of them. So instead of being truthful, I decided to be passive and forget about the election. And the world soon followed. After a few days of turmoil everyone remembered one crucial thing about themselves. They had lives to live. Students had bigger things to worry about. Like what to wear tomorrow, or wonder if their boyfriend/girlfriend was being faithful. Adults remembered they had jobs and fighting over this election was not going to put bread on the table.

In the end, I do not think it really matters who we elect as President. Yes, we are in hard times now. Chances are we may never fully recover from this. That is to say America may never return to its former glory. And even I have to say, I'm going to miss $1.00 gas prices. But America will bounce back from this. If history is doomed to repeat itself, I'll say that its recovery will be a blessing. Till then, its our job to remain patient and live our lives. Students get your education, parents fight for your future as well as your childrens, because they are the future and will ultimately have to live with our decisions and judgments.