I didn't hate Obama. He was a likable enough fellow. I had high hopes and happy that a black man had ascended to the highest office in our nation, if not in the world. I felt a pride in our nation for him. It was easy for me, kind fellow memer, I am a registered Democrat. Sadly, however, I found our 44th President to be an Empty Suit —a Manchurian candidate of sorts, who played identity politics which only widened the division between races. Now, that he is gone, with fingers crossed, I hope his name will not be mentioned ever again. But here, let me leave you with this parting poem. Without malice and with the most most sincere hope that you don't hate me for my truth, I am, your fellow memer, Vince Vance