The first time that I voted in an election was in 1972 when  I was 20-years-old. It was the first time that I was allowed to vote. The voting age had been 21-years-old. But since 18-20-year-olds were dying as soldiers in the Vietnam War, the country felt that they should have the right to help decide things through voting.

I voted for George McGovern that year. And even though Richard Nixon won, it planted the seeds for his downfall two years later due to his compulsion to control and basic insecurity. Two years later, he resigned due to the consequences of the Watergate break-in.

Ever since then, I have voted in every presidential election — I felt so honored to cast my ballot for Barack Obama back in 2008 — since then. I do have to admit that I failed to vote in a couple of spring elections, but never a November election.

It is said that the more things change, the more they remain the same. I looked back at my Election Day column from 2918 — another mid-term election and this is what I observed:

“It is especially important that we use our agape love to vote on Election Day on November 6^th. It is by people voting in the mass that it destroys the intent of the people who would take away people’s rights through violence and hate. It would make their efforts meaningless and of no avail.

That is what scares them. It is their fear that causes them to use hate and violence because long ago, they lost their souls.