From time to time he gathers his SS
bodyguard and says “we're going to the airport”.
And goes to greet Servicemen returning
from overseas. A handshake, a hug, a slap on the back, a “thank
you”.
Hr doesn't call up the media, doesn't
make it a photo op, but he knows it's his duty and his privilege to
thank them.
Compare and contrast with the current
holder of the job he most recently held.
While I'm at it, here's another thing.
That Crawford Ranch? Geothermal heating and cooling, greywater
recycling... as close to ecofast as you can get without going off the
grid. (Full disclosure, a buddy of mine was lead plumbing contractor
for the build).
He could make a big thing about it, but
he doesn't.
Compare and contrast with his opponent
in the highly litigated election.
He quit playing golf when US Servicemen
went into combat. Wouldn't look right. (See supra). His daughter's
tuition at UT was lower than the tuition at Friends Academy (Ditto).
I miss you, W. I disagreed with many
of your policies. I didn't vote for you in the primaries. Lots of
folks put you down for serving in the Texas Air National Guard, but I
have friends in the Reserves and Guard who are pulling duty in the
Sandbox. Folks call you chickenshit, they're calling my friends
chickenshit. Some folks would sequester school records if they
showed a “Gentleman's C”. Some would lie about past drug use or
drinking.
W., you're never gonna get a Nobel
Peace Prize, though some who receive it don't deserve it.
The man whose butt occupies the chair
in the Oval Office is not finished. My sincere belief is that he in
tends to parlay this into the position of Secretary General of the
United Nations.
George, please, we need you for more
important things. Things for which your College, Business and
Executive experience have suited you.
For the love of God, please, George W.
Bush, become commissioner of Major League Baseball and get the Astros
back in the National League.
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