Primary day

We walked over to City Hall and voted this morning. Fifty-one Ds and eight Rs had voted when we went through. I don't like Hillary, don't trust Barack, and couldn't see John McCain, though I admired him in Aught-Aught when he was slimed by the odious Karl Rove acting for Junior. His enthusiasm for a long occupation in Iraq appalls me. Also, I have been annoyed by his smirking dismissal of Ron Paul during the R debates. I wish John Edwards were truly on the ballot; I voted for him anyhow, since they hadn't pulled his name. Seems like for the last 20 years, most of my votes have been protests or hold-your-nose compromises, and I'm tired of it all. In national elections, realistically, one's vote is of no consequence.