Since November I've started and stopped many drafts about how I feel about the current state of American politics. I'm mad. I'm angry. I'm pissed off. And I've been mad, angry, and pissed off since I was 7 and told God had made a mistake giving such a brain to a girl as it would be wasted. And as the weeks have gone by, I've gotten madder. Angrier. More pissed off than I have ever been before. I've battled against conventions whispering then screaming in my head: Never discuss Money, Politics, or Religion in public or polite conversation. And I'm tired. Tired of being quiet. Tired of waiting politely for my turn. Tired of being frustrated that a world where all humans have the same rights to life (health, food, and shelter), liberty, and the pursuit of happiness is nothing more than a pipe dream or a hope. So I'm going to stop skirting around the subject--the elephant in the room. I'm going to talk politics. Today and in the...