Dear Commander in Chief,
You've got a tough week ahead of you. Ignore the polls; ignore the press. Listen to your own instincts, your own heart. Be yourself. Talk to your trusted advisors. Convene the people with information and ask for their input, as you have in the past. Talk it over with Michelle. Pray, if that's what you usually do. Then, do it your way.
Respectfully,
Nance
Amen (not word I would normally use), but I support our president, and I support your post.
ReplyDeleteYes, Nance, that's what I was thinking.
ReplyDeleteI'd add this:
Forget the MSM, and especially forget the jeremiahs on the right who were against you before you even took the oath of office.
Instead of working with you, those prophets of doom have done all they could to undermine you and the efforts you've put forth to solve our problems.
And then they wallow in triumphal glee when thing don't work out for you--and ultimately, the American people.
I have come to realize that all they hope for America is failure and misery so that they can retake the reins of government and give us more of it.
Ditto, ditto, ditto. I hope you emailed this to the White House.
ReplyDeleteActually, I just found out that my Darling Husband did just that. The POTUS should get such loyal support.
ReplyDeleteI really like the last line, "Then, do it your way." That's why I voted for him because I trusted his vision. I still do.
ReplyDeleteGood thoughts all. One of the sad things about the Obama presidency is something I'll say but of course he can't and wouldn't: the man's biggest problem is trying to run a country in which so many citizens are incapable of recognizing intelligent leadership that it must be maddening, at times, to try to get anything done.
ReplyDeleteIf he says or does anything that makes sense, the teabaggers and more generally the Republican Party rage at him as if he had just spit in their eye and kicked their dog.
I've felt from the outset that Barack Obama has something common to the great figures in African-American history: a long sense of time, a sense that makes room for setbacks, frustrations, and defeats, as well as for the baffling cruelty and obtuseness of others at the worst possible moments. His first year-and-a-half has already been marked by some genuine accomplishments, and if my intuition about his sense of time is correct, he will have more of them. I don't always agree with the decisions he makes, but deep down, I trust his judgment. He has intelligence and integrity, and doesn't seem to me to have become cynical -- that in itself is an accomplishment, given the vicious idiots he's dealing with much of the time.