You know that moment in the old TV Westerns when a gritty, exhausted man on a horse rides into town with grim news: “We’re on our own. The cavalry isn’t coming.” It’s when the town folk realize that no one else is going to save them. Suddenly, reality sinks in, and everything becomes crystal clear. They accept the hard truth: We must save ourselves. It’s been a helluva couple of weeks, my fellow Americans. And I’m pretty certain the cavalry isn’t coming. Frankly, I’m still in disbelief after the 2024 presidential election results. As one distraught friend said, they’ve been staring into space a lot trying to understand why decent people voted for that man. I don’t get it either. How is it possible that once again the American people chose the worst person in…