Borders of the heart

Politics is the apotheosis of the "all about me" ruminations. A candidate must convince the constituency that he/she is the best cauldron to contain their concerns. It's been said that the cracks are where the light gets in but when it comes to campaigning it is more about where the sludge gets out. We are all sinners in one way or another because someone at one time created the standards for what personifies debauchery, and the failure to conform with these codes of behavior has taken down the best, and the worst of us. Beyond all moral yardsticks exists an inherent universal touchstone of decency regarding personal boundaries. A premise that exists not only in the human environment, but with animals insects as well. Women were certainly not placed on this earth as a testing ground for these humane perimeters, and regardless of race, religion, or nationality they deserve to be treated with the highest level of respect given their sacrificial contribution to enduring what they must to give life to us all. Donald Trump has zero respect for this premise and no man can be seen as the torchbearer of potential world peace when the very hand they would use to hold that torch tyrannizes the ethical principles of compassion itself. Although his policies have proven to be insipid, and his temperament turbulent, it is his lack of respect for the female population that disqualifies his ascension to any public office. It's time to embrace the feminine side of us all with our hearts, and not our hands. I'm am definitely with HER....!!!!