January 19, 2005
Dear Mr. Bush,
As you spend the night before your inaguration dancing and chuckling, making off-color jokes through a half-smiling mouth and grabbing hands with that two-handed shake you do--you know, the one where you're shaking with one hand while you're reaching out and touching their elbow with the other--do you think at all about whether the next four years is going to be worth it? You've got a massive budget defecit, are tied up in a seemingly unwinnable battle in Iraq, can't seem to get this economy re-started in any meaningful way, are losing jobs overseas, have millions living without healthcare . . . The list goes on and on and it's up to you to solve it all. Are you up for it?
During this fall's debates, you mentioned that being president was "hard work." But there's a difference between saying it and doing it. In your case, the work is only ahead of you and it only grows larger and more insurmountable. And I'm just curious if, as you skidded across the dance floor on the still-slick leather of your new fancy-dress boots, gripping Laura's hand just a little tighter to keep from spillling to the floor, you had a moment of worry--just a passing flash, even--that perhaps you might have been better off if the other guy was being sworn in tomorrow. I suppose it's too late for those kind of wishes, though I'm sure you're not alone in the thought.
Rest up, you've got a big day tomorrow,
Dan
As you spend the night before your inaguration dancing and chuckling, making off-color jokes through a half-smiling mouth and grabbing hands with that two-handed shake you do--you know, the one where you're shaking with one hand while you're reaching out and touching their elbow with the other--do you think at all about whether the next four years is going to be worth it? You've got a massive budget defecit, are tied up in a seemingly unwinnable battle in Iraq, can't seem to get this economy re-started in any meaningful way, are losing jobs overseas, have millions living without healthcare . . . The list goes on and on and it's up to you to solve it all. Are you up for it?
During this fall's debates, you mentioned that being president was "hard work." But there's a difference between saying it and doing it. In your case, the work is only ahead of you and it only grows larger and more insurmountable. And I'm just curious if, as you skidded across the dance floor on the still-slick leather of your new fancy-dress boots, gripping Laura's hand just a little tighter to keep from spillling to the floor, you had a moment of worry--just a passing flash, even--that perhaps you might have been better off if the other guy was being sworn in tomorrow. I suppose it's too late for those kind of wishes, though I'm sure you're not alone in the thought.
Rest up, you've got a big day tomorrow,
Dan
posted by Sinker at 1:46 AM
1 Comments:
Dear Dan,
Thank you for sharing these letters with us and for keeping up the communication with the chimpanzee in charge.
My mom was telling me that she saw a televised event wherein the First Family went to church, and when the collection plate came to Dubya and Laura, they passed they plate with no contribution. The elder Bush even tried to offer him money to put in, but nothing. What do you think about that? Seems metaphorical. :)
In any event, thank you for the best blog read in quite some time.
Dawn
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