My experiences, thoughts and their expression: mi vida

A new stage of life: retirement. Gulp...gulp...gulp!  24 hours from now, I will have entered a new stage of life: retirement. Gulp...gulp...gulp!  (yes...that is onomatopoeia for swallowing repeatedly to dryness felt where the throat curves down into the windpipe...) For now, that word means... stopping income producing meaningful activity such that I do not have ( as in obligatory ) to leave the house and go brave traffic and the incidentals that come with that) , such as avoiding I-85:Atlanta Downtown speeding lane drivers switcheroo's from the outward-most left lane to the innermost right side exit, barely visible in my right side rear-view mirror, without having to stop and call 911 for emergency oxygen; or not processing further how my not slamming on the brakes  would have culminated in hitting the aggressive-phone-toting-oblivious-careless-  ignoramus-driver as he/she cut in front of my 'fender' (not existent in modern cars anymore, right? - but what do...

Whatever your, our, political preferences are, one thing is standing crisply clear for me, and maybe also for you. And that is, that these elections are, and will be, a historically critical moment in time in which the expression of the majority of this nation (including those that are allowed to vote and were able to make it to the polling booth despite an increasingly aggressive voter suppression barrage of legislation by rabid (R) lawmakers) will choose sides in the discussion of opposite beliefs: the capitalist, individualistic, exceptional-istic nation's "American dream", versus that of the continually expanding diverse sector which holds a growing awareness of its heretofore sound and safe society and who see it now splitting among the few "have's" and the many "have-nots", who view society as a life which is shared and mutually supportive of each other. Independently of the political preference of those that vote this November, the reality...