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Not since I was 18 and U. S. Senator Eugene McCarthy was running for president in 1968 at the height of the Vietnam War have I felt such an urge to get involved. Today in 2016 I look towards America from my chilly Canadian perch and I again fear for my American friends, although this time the enemy is a heartless, right-wing plutocracy threatening to destroy the middle class.
It's not that Americans aren't smart enough to know the bile spewed in super-PAC ads consists largely of lies. Surely they suspect Romney could care less about them, and his presidency would hinge solely on placating the so-called "one-percenters" who really run America; it's just there's something omnipotent about the way unlimited amounts of money slowly, steadily steer our thoughts and desires.