Even the sky is sad today. It’s the first really dreary overcast day in a long while. It looks like it should rain any second but not a drop has fallen all day. I think it’s God’s way of telling me he is disappointed with us. As he should be. When I read stories of world leaders saying this is a black mark on our history, I agree with them. I agree that the person who claimed ownership of the Oval Office has his own agenda, American citizens and the World be-damned. I did not vote for that man. He does not represent me. He does not speak for me. And hell, he doesn’t even care that he doesn’t. I have lost all respect for him, period.
That being said, my prayers are with each and every person whose life he has put on the line. For the parents and husbands and wives who had to kiss someone for the last time as they were shipped out to the desert. I couldn’t bear it if it were my son, and yet I would have to. Our President wouldn’t have gone, I’m sure his Daddy or his Daddy’s friends would have gotten him out of this, just like they got him out of everything else. I wonder if he’d have been so quick to go in guns blazing if his daughters were out there with an artillery group. I seriously doubt it.
Maybe if his facial expressions didn’t imply that he was bullshtting us every time he gets on television, I’d have started to buy in to the need for this. But we get the little monkey face with the half smirk and I feel like he’s giving me a good old boy act pretending to be my friend while making rabbit ears behind my head. It enrages me.
So that’s my post on this atrocity. I see Iraq may have set fire to 3 or 4 oil wells. Ooopsie Daisy Georgie, that’s gotta be a big ouchie considering you’re so tied to the oil industry that you sweat it from your pores. Do I sound bitter? I am. I’m embarrassed to be an American today. We are the aggressors. We are the bad guys. We dropped the first bomb.
