This election has been called by many the most important election in our history. There is renewed respect and a heightened sense of responsibility regarding the simple act of voting. We are conspicuously aware that our vote counts, that others are watching us, that they are depending on our voices to help guide their own decisions. In a recent attack of soul searching, the awesome duteousness inherent in my status as a former resident of Boulder, Colorado [the weight is no less burdensome because I actually lived 15 miles northwest, and 3,000 feet higher than the Boulder city limits, and frequently referred to the urban residents as flatlanders], settled on my shoulders. There are many out there in the vast expanses of cyberland , for whom I am their sole source of information regarding Boulder, and I fear my irreverence [which is like cynicism with a smile] may have obscured the view of Boulder as a center of intellectual and social enlightenment. Previous efforts to change my spots have failed miserably, and so I believe I am honor bound to refer you to a web site dedicated to the worthy task of accurately portraying the elegant decorum and quiet genius of this historic city. The site is maintained by a dedicated volunteer staff led by a true renaissance man, whose modesty led him to adopt a pseudonym, and whom, irrespective of our diametrically opposed social status and viewpoints, I am proud and honored to call an old friend, a term that, alas, is no longer a double-entendre.
http://www.boulder.net/~mondo/