Monday, February 18, 2013

Happy Presidents Day, Mr. President

February 18th, 2013

Dear Mr. President,

On this Presidents Day, a day we give honor to the special men elected to lead our country down the path to greatness, I was thinking about a few things;of the state of the world around us and about you, Mr.Obama.

First, with the entire Middle East looking likely to explode into more chaos and possibly creating a vacuum to which radical Islam could very easily slip, dragging a quarter of the world back to the 12th century and the possibility of our oil supply being threatened, don't you think it might be about time we start sinking some drill holes in the ground there Big Guy? 

The clock is ticking. Or do you plan on the same stupid course of non-action dictated by a few big buck environmental special interest groups with virtually no real power save a battery of litigious wild haired lawyers and the large megaphone of their parrot propagandist in the media. 

It’s time to grow a pair and tell the windmill fanboys and the tree hugger crowd to stand down for awhile and work on getting their Green Technologies to a point of affordability to business and the public. In short, tell them to sit down and STFU till we get through the present problems and they get their act together. We'll get back to them. Putt a few golf balls around the Oval Office and think about it, Sir.

But my main concern, and the real reason for this letter, is the pictures I continue to see of you with your feet on the White House Furniture.

I know you have very little respect for the American people, and as has been made clear to us over the last four years, no respect for the constitution. And obviously you have forgotten that house you temporarily occupy and the furniture contained within belong to the American people; you hold no respect for our stuff either. Somewhere along the way, didn't someone explain the historic desk at which you now sit as you read this letter?  It's a valued gift of appreciation from a British Queen, not something to rest your skinny little ass on! 

That very desk has witnessed great speeches written on and given from it, national tragedy and personal triumph, the course of western history changed. Many tough  decisions made and sometimes painfully grieved over, the discussions of sending men into war and of  planning for peace. Beneath it, President's children played as their daddy worked. 

So, show some respect for America for a change, Mr. President, 

Have a Happy Presidents Day, Mr. President
Un-Sentimentally Yours,

Diogenes Sarcastica 

At  least we know one piece of furniture won't be abused!


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