Is it a pipe dream to ask either the GOP or the Democrats to put forth a presidential candidate I can whole-heartedly endorse? Apparently so. The electorate is presented a choice between a man of amoral character and a woman standing on a political platform built of policy planks with which I do not agree. The nation is not well-served by the process of elimination that has brought us this far.
The reality is this: Mississippi is a deep-red state that has six electoral votes. Trump has them sewn up. All the voters will determine on Nov. 5 is how big the margin of endorsement will be. Henry Clay said, "I'd rather be right than be president." Amen. The desire to be among the majority is a poor basis for determining who gets your vote. Kentuckian Clay ran for president three times. He was never elected. I have prayed for guidance about which ballot box I should check. In this instance, Heaven has been silent on my inquiry. I cannot discern the prompting of the Holy Spirit either to the left or to the right. That fact is disquieting.
I have voted for Jimmy Carter. I have voted for Ronald Reagan. I was content on both occasions. I will be conflicted, not content, on Nov. 5. I cannot abstain, and Mississippi does not count write-ins. I bought a Nikki Haley yard sign just before she unwisely capitulated. I contemplated writing in Sen. Joe Manchin, which would equate to taking a pass. I feel politically homeless. Your vote is between you and God, which is why I do not participate in phone polls. Yet, we are free to join campaigns at our election and publicize our preferences. I don't have a candidate to back, and I know I am going to vote if I'm alive on Election Day. That's a precarious position. I don't believe in the premise that some questions are "too close to call," so I will show up and sign the poll book. Maybe God will talk to me then.
Duwane Brumfield
Foxworth
