On my way back from my vacation that blows (I was so sick for that I stayed in the hotel except during meal time) I took a texi to the airport.  The driver asked me where I was from... and I told him I am from Boston, but I go to school in Buffalo.  Then he asked me "what do you think of bush?"... and I said... "I was sick so I didn't get to go to the bush walk."... and he said "no... I mean your president"... and I was like "uh... I don't like him much"... then he asked me "what the hell is wrong with Americans and why didn't John Kerry got elected... and how did Bush win his first term?"... I didn't know where to start answering the question... and i don't really know how to tell him that the decision of a few justices at the supreme court could decide the fate of one election... by the time I get around to thinking how I should explain the whole thing... I was at the airport already... so I told him... "I don't know mate... really I don't really know what's wrong with my country... but I'll keep on fighting... because I am part of the process... and I feel responsible... but I don't know what's wrong America mate... I just don't know."