While I write within the fire yesterday I walked away to my comfort zone. For I sat there while my party endorsed a candidate from the opposite plank without uttering a word of objection. I felt an “inner betrayal” as the mob mentality took over the whole room and even me. That mentality continued to hold my voice when I chose to endorse a candidate that went against them and didn’t object with enough venom. So today I sit with my head against the wall waiting to bang myself back into the “rebel” that I will be again.