Foster, The People.

This is a letter to the people who are with Hillary Rodham Clinton, even as she is not your president. This is an essay that attempts to remember a person named Vince Foster. This is an attempt to make a bridge between Hillary’s supporters and those of Bernie Sanders.

This is not an essay about Bernie Sanders. If it was, I would be writing with a lighter, happier feel. He is a hero to me, and as long as he is in the race, I am voting for him.

And this is not written Kos who banned me because “(sic) I wasn’t funny. And he hates that.”, back when , along with alot of other writers who supported Bernie — it was decided that it was important to remove people who supported Bernie just before he won 9 states in a row. I had blogged for nearly ten years, both there and at his friend’s blog — and it felt like the black Octopus in that opening scene of the Bond film “Spectre”. At least we get Zephyr Teachout out of this deal, right? Please Zephyr don’t take any of Kos’s super PAC money, ok? And Kos…

Please don’t throw me in the briar patch.

Yes, this is Medium. There is no custom censorship system that silences this essay, or anyone else’s — the spark for all we’ve done lives on. Medium is not a site looks like it has its face rolled in the dust from a bag of cheetos, either.

Medium is badass. It feels like skiing powder snow. It’s like paddling out on double overhead, offshore. Keystrokesy fly like an ollie over seven step. This feels like I’m writing on the side of a Viceland Channel Bulletin Board in South Dakota. It feels. Good.

And so, this is to the .. other… supporters of Hillary Rodham, those that smile naturally when she walks into the room. If by mistake, somehow, I’m talking to anyone the Hillary payroll —just treat this essay like a voice on an answering machine in Nevada. You’re going to be too busy ‘correcting the record’ when the Wikileaks hits. So just erase it and get back to work.

This is for the person who truly feels the warmth, intelligence, and beauty of a person who has dedicated her life to public service.

And this is for Vincent Foster. Because every life has meaning. Every life accomplishes something. The waves and the wind, and the night is black — for those of us who stand with Bernie Sanders. We are spread out , and taken shelter. We see , piece by piece — a system that ruins people — assembling itself like some kind of alien hardware rising out of the crater of the 2016 primary season.

So first, the most simple point. I wanted to explain why we supporters of Bernie Sanders — were able to stand behind a person who raised more money than you. It’s because we don’t think derivatives are kind of clumsy — whether they’re on Wall Street or inside the American political system. Bernie Sanders outraised Hillary Clinton straight on through to the end of the season. The one time your candidate was reported to have outraised us — was, if I recall — because a news media entertainer got the numbers wrong. But then, nobody reads someone trying to correct the record.

We raised more money because we are the future of money and power in America. And when I say power, I mean the kind that comes with no strings attached. We gave Bernie the money, and he took it and ran with it. It gave him the chance to be himself. It gave him the chance to listen.

You see, Hillary is a good person. She was part of the power couple that built, owns and operates the largest and most powerful political machine in America. Vince Foster saw this. That’s why he fell upon his sword. He wanted one person to survive that machine.

And to be honest, I’ve never really had a problem with Hillary — even when Kos tried to ban all the people writing for her back in 2008 — hey, it’s a big Internet — I hope he found what he was looking for — but as for me, I’ve always seen her as a little bit goofy, and lovable. She’s kind of like a sunset that plays on the water just before the sound of the waves and the bright stars rise up clear and cool on a summer night. I’ve always considered her a clean and even partner in the Clinton power couple — and I thought she was a great first lady, and a decent Secretary of State. In fact, I’ve written and spoken at length about the death of Sean Smith, who died under her watch in Benghazi — for personal reasons, but I’ve never once blamed her for his death. I don’t think she deserves that. And like all Sanders supporters, I say enough with the emails already.

But not an email server. We will get back to that. Let’s find the places where we can build a bridge. This is someone who’s still voting for Bernie, talking to someone who wants to vote for Hillary.

I’ll offer a few things. First, stop asking Bernie Sanders to drop out or concede. It doesn’t make sense. He’s a man who doesn’t have any active scandals, or even past scandals — and he has the support of over 12 million voters, and if we are honest, countless others whose vote was actively suppressed or miscounted.

You are a supporter of Hillary. You should feel lucky that the coin tosses in Iowa came up, six times in a row, for your candidate. Just enough to give you the win. Or that other supporters of Hillary decided to throw out the people who would make sure the vote count was correct, in Puerto Rico. Or the convention in Nevada. It’s just luck that there are millions of uncounted ballots still in California, and that the count is slowly winding towards Bernie Sanders.

But we are here to mend differences, and to find common ground — so let’s begin with the most important one: don’t pretend that Bernie Sanders is out of the race. He isn’t.

You see, we both want to help our country — but we have a different way of going about it. I for one, happily accepted the label of Democratic Socialist. Let’s put it this way .. suppose you met me on the street, and you said that we were a Democrat party. And then you called me a socialist. I’d say .. Does my being a socialist scare you? Ok, pal. I’m a socialist. I’m anything that scares you, buddy.

You’re still trying to say that it’s ok for people to buy our elections and to corrupt our government. You’re trying to tell me that our congressmen should spend 40 percent of their time begging for dark money.

Don’t. Just open yourself to the fact that we raised more money than you, and that your trying to count up all those other cash accounts, the super PACs and the money laundering that you did through the Democratic National Committee, while its servers were being hacked — is part of some kind of grander scheme. It’s a derivative. Let it go.

Once you open yourself up to greater money, and more power than you ever had before — you might like it. And then maybe your light can shine brighter. Right now, you’ve got your candidate where you think you want her .

Wikileaks has a surprise waiting for you. Be ready for it when it comes. We’ll unite. We’ll work together.

Meet us at that place called the truth. That’s where we are. All our candidate ever did was tell the truth. That’s the only big chance he took. We know dark money doesn’t like that, and we’ve seen the news media entertainment event where your candidate got her moment in the artificial sun.

But she has a real light. Let it shine. Vince Foster warned us in a way that we should never forget — that something that ruins people has no place in our government. Let’s build a bridge together.

Start off by going out and watching ‘Mr. Smith goes to Washington’. And then, do as I have — and look at the picture of Vince W. Foster, and Hillary Rodham — standing next to each other, smiling.

Remember that smile.