The First Presidential Debate of 2016

Did you really expect me to NOT write anything at all? Shall I remain silent so as to NOT influence you? Should I say that I enjoyed watching American democracy in action?

Last night’s first Presidential Candidates’ Debate was as if I saw a clear delineation between light and darkness. It wasn’t even the difference between night and day, no, it was the clear, sharp difference between light and darkness.

If you are wondering, Ms. Clinton was the light.

Her ideas, her policies, her platform. Her constant poise and inspirational inclusiveness, the “WE” of all of us Americans.

And then there was the “darkness”, the terrible loss of jobs, the desolation of the inner cities, the hopelessness of rising crime statistics. All of this interspersed with “I am a good businessman! I can fix things because I made a fortune. I know how to run a business because I know how to manipulate the laws.”… and so on and so on ad infinitum and ad nauseam.

Why would I put my trust in a leader who is so much about himself?

Why would I allow a man who derides, viciously, minorities, religions, majorities (i.e. WOMEN!) to attain the highest executive office of this great nation? Why would I support someone who is supported by fringe hate groups and hate mongers?

The answer is, obviously, I will NOT.

I know a little tiny miniscule amount about leadership. You see, I was trained on the principles of the Israeli Defense Forces, and the ideal of “Follow Me”.

I will not, and I cannot support a candidate who offers me empty words and no hope. Ms. Clinton, along with her great supporters, among them President Obama, former President Clinton, First Lady Michelle Obama and others, will lead a nation in need of leadership. She will do her best to unite a nation in need of unity.

Please don’t think that I agree with all of what Ms. Clinton outlines in her policies and speeches. Don’t believe that I supported all of her positions on the Middle East. I did not. It is natural in the course of political discourse to agree with some positions and policies, and to disagree with others.

There is not a single issue I can find agreement on with Mr. Trump.

About the Author
Born in Israel, Yuval emigrated as a baby to Austria and then Canada. He returned to live in Israel in '71 until '91. His military service was in Golani Brigade's 13th Battalion (including Yom Kippur War) with reserve duty as a tank commander and later a liaison officer in the IDF Liaison Unit. He now resides in Pennsylvania, USA.