I live in a rural area and every election day a nice buck deer crosses the road in front of me on my way to the polls. this year was no exception, a beautiful eight pointer with a nice spread, high tines and great symmetry lifted my spirits this crisp and clear Autumn morning, what are the odds?!?!?!?
I don't look on it as a good omen this day we exercise our franchise, nah, but I do think the appearance of that blood red moon at five AM will portend the red spectrum sweeping polling stations across the land. God Bless Our Republic.
Robby