A year ago today

I was standing in a Phoenix barrio working as a poll monitor. I was one of a huge number of volunteers who saturated that and other cities in an effort to try to keep the vote honest.

A year ago this afternoon, I was thrilled as I read from my Crackberry the emails from friends with the leaked exit poll numbers.

And a year ago this evening, I fell so far, so fast, as I realized that our nightmare had another four years to run.