The 2008 Election.

Being wet behind the ears in all things political, I registered Democratic in my first Presidential election and voted for Barack Obama.

He was hip, cool, young, and promised a vague platitude of "Change" and "Hope."
He was Black, too, which was nifty at the time.

"Yes. One of us finally made it."

I voted for him because he promised to end the wars and bring our troops home, which is something that McCain made no promises to do (If my memory serves me correctly.).

Obama reneged on those promises.
As well as promising to be the most transparent administration ever.
Not to mention close ties to Wall Street in his inner circle, which he pledged against as he was running for the office.

I saw "The Obama Deception" very early in his first term.
It was enough to make me realize that we had made a mistake.

He later flip-flopped on various other issues, such as repealing NAFTA and GATT, turning the economy around during his first term, and the ballooning national debt.

Plenty of buyer's remorse here, but I still decided to work with him in good faith, as the country needed leadership at the time, and we were stuck with the person who held the Presidency. We needed a community organizer, if you will. I have no remorse for working with Democrats in good faith when the country needed it, even as they were too busy flinging mud and engaging in the politics of personal destruction to get any actual work done.

I guess I was doing my job too well.

Not to mention, some messed up stuff happened to me, without my consent or foreknowledge.

I was just doing my job and making contacts.
Just like you don't walk outside of your house in the morning and expect a jet turbine to fall onto your head, I had no reason to suspect that I would be implanted with a microchip.

The Swiss army knife of implants. It does everything: provides visuals through the subject's eyes, telepathic thought-reading (if imperfect), electroconvulsive therapy, GPS tracking, and thought manipulation.

That's where the science is these days, so keep up.
The worst part is, you won't even feel it when it's put in.

I have no problem with admitting to making a mistake.

Let me put it this way:
I won't be voting for Barack Obama come November, and maybe you won't be either.