Dear President Obama,
My landline’s answering machine logged and recorded the following message on Sunday, November 2, 2008 at 2:45 p.m.
“Hi! This is Barack Obama. Tuesday’s Election Day and now is the time to let our voices be heard at the polls. We have a lot at stake in this historic election. There is a clear choice between more of the same from the Republicans and the change I will bring to Washington, DC. So, please go to the polls on Tuesday. Take your friends and family with you and cast a vote for the change we need. Thanks so much. Bye-bye.”
Mr. President, long before your phone call, your campaign’s substance and style had wowed me and won me over… EARNED both my vote and undying respect.
Within two days, I found myself walking (at a brisk pace) to my nearby polling place (my once upon a time high school). As I began marking my paper ballot, I not only sensed the history, which you had alluded to, but also your imminent victory. While watching my completed ballot getting sucked into the slot, it dawned on me that I had never been so impressed by a presidential candidate since…
…1972, when, as a newly turned eighteen-year-old, I had voted for George McGovern.
…1960, when, as a six-year-old, my mother had hoisted me up in the voting booth to permit me to downward shift the lever next to John F. Kennedy’s name.
As the 2008 Election Night returns started filtering in, sure enough, state-by-state, the map of America was turning a dazzling, predominantly blue hue. I felt so thrilled that our nation appeared to be finally shedding our ugly, racist past.
Unfortunately, appearances can be deceiving… i.e., in shedding their white sheets and hoods, not everyone was amenable.
Soon after you took the Oath of Office, we discovered several ugly and inconvenient truths, namely…
- The GOP’s dishonorable, tantrum throwing, white elephant legislators would neither honor the concept of majority rules nor allow most of your campaign trail’s promised programs to ever see the light of day. You even had a hell of a time getting your appointees approved. Most notably, regrettably and tragically… your SCOTUS nominee, Merrick Garland, was doomed to languish in that obscene, oppressive, obstructionist limbo.
- The GOP is imbued and infested with racism… many of their Wonder Bread elite (still) wrongfully considering you to be only a 3/5 human being who isn’t the U.S. citizen and man, who you are.
- The work that We had sent you to Washington to do on our behalf (in too many instances) would be limited to executive orders that your successor can (and will) promptly run through the shredder. Little doubt, #45 will reduce the bulk of the U.S. Constitution / Bill of Rights to constitutional confetti, too.
Yet, in spite of your first term’s constant head-on collisions with these closeted Klansmen… We, indeed, thumbed our noses / whipped our middle digits at them to defy them… and most importantly… to make damned sure We’d reelect you in 2012.
Throughout your two-term tenure, We, the open-minded, were impressed by your intelligent leadership and so proud to call you our President. What you had worked was nothing short of a miracle. You saved America after your immediate predecessor’s reign of terror had mucked up nearly everything.
We knew that if a crisis situation were to ever arise, we could count on you to act responsibly (not recklessly) to preserve, protect and defend America… to always relegate war to the bottom of the list of options.
Internationally… You did all you could to reduce America’s presence in W’s devastated and destabilized Afghanistan and Iraq. Regrettably, even over a decade later, those battlefields still remain a quagmire.
Suffice to say, it is unforgivable how your sociopathic predecessor (that warmonger, war profiteer and torture chamber proprietor) had deliberately and corruptly cherry-picked the intelligence to concoct the FANTASY of Saddam Hussein’s WMD and links to 9/11… which had falsely justified W’s provocation of his endless, NO-WIN Iraq war.
What makes this even more tragic is tens of thousands of troops, needlessly wound up wounded and suffering from PTSD and 4,491 (and still counting) have died. The incalculable amount of civilians (likely multiple millions) also needlessly suffered a similar fate. Also unforgiveable was how W had bombed the crap out of a region a.k.a. Mesopotamia… “The Cradle of Civilization”.
Mr. President, your brains over brawn approach amply demonstrated how America could’ve successfully hunted down Osama bin Laden and other al Qaeda big shots without provoking either of W’s wars.
Domestically… You improved health, both figuratively and literally… saved us from the depths of W’s depression / the flat lining Wall Street collapse and, most dramatically, you reduced unemployment and saved the tanking out, living on fumes auto industry. Via Obamacare, 20 MILLION folks now have a better shot at getting and staying healthy.
You took those first steps toward the U.S. doing it’s share to alleviate global warming.
You fought for racial, gender / LGBTQ equality, religious tolerance and worker’s rights.
You ensured Lady Liberty’s torch would continue shining brightly… that liberty and justice would flourish for all!
On your watch we could count on your maturity and sobriety… we felt peace of mind and could fall asleep a lot easier than during W’s reign of terror.
I wish We could say the same once your successor gets sworn in (as of my posting time) in a little over 24 hours from now. However, We fully expect his insensitivity and incendiary nature to prevail.
I know I now speak on behalf of the bulk of this past November’s other 59,938,289 Hillary Clinton voters when I say, “We the intellectual and ethical folks will forever thank you and miss you.”
It has been our distinct honor and privilege to have known you, Mr. President… America’s very last POTUS.
BTW, long ago, I decided to save that 2008 message you left on my phone’s answering machine. I know I’ll be playing it back a lot over the course of the next four years OR until whenever that nuclear saber rattler Tweets most of our world’s seven plus billion souls into an early grave… buries our bodily ashes beneath the global ground zero rubble and radioactive dust.
Even if #45, somehow, manages to spare us from instantaneous immolation by those nuclear blasts / asphyxiation from those smothering mushroom clouds, his flat-out destruction of societal, ecological and economic conditions might even make some of us long for that more merciful, instantaneous nuclear apocalypse.
My apologies for ending this on a downer… but that’s precisely the type of ‘tude #45 “inspires”.
Mr. President… I wish you and your family all the best in whatever time remains for our beloved America and precious world.
My fond farewell, my friend!