Dear Mr Pres Barko Bama:
1st of all let me apologize for dropping the ball & not getting back to you with my considered opinion of your address from the dance recitals & all the other events & excitement goin’ on there in the Valley of Casinos & Bling. Awesome responsibilities photoshopping all the pix from my Resort & Spa, remote access.. It’s just that I been so busy what with holidays & travel, birthdates &
I know you celebrated Sire’s Day @ the White House with your offsprings, Sasha & Malia. My family circle celebrated birthdates of #1Son, Pebbles Flintstones’ (AKA Tootsie Roll’s) dance recital, local theater performances of Willie Wonka. All the chocolate is a really big hit in my family. Of course, Sire’s Day. Mymi reports that the Cher Show was todally awesome. I thought you might enjoy some of my pix . . . attached.
FYI: I thought your speech was good as it possibly could get cause you refrained from telling listeners what they think they want to hear. For far too long, politicians & leaders The Immigrant, Pro This or That & minority groups & Other Outsiders (like K9s) without addressing real issues & concerns of & Elm, Joe the Bull & Jane the Ewe.& on Capital Hills in 50 states have made it so easy to divide, distract, disrespect, dismiss, deny & ignore pressing problems & challenges with bumper sticker philosphy & sound bite jingoism, photo-ops & unsubstantiated conjecture & mediastorm. Our leadership (& I use the term loosely) has fanned flames of bigotry & violence, turning our attention with hateful rhetoric against The Gay &
I know your gotta bowlfull. So thanks for not passing the buck, making empty promises & hollow rhetoric. & thanks for not apologizing to BP for putting ourin the way of their profit margin. & activist judges rescinding the ban on deep water drilling til we know what the hell we’re doing . . . if ever. How much does a judge cost these days. Looks like a stock portfolio stuffed with oil industry stock. We been digging this hole a long time & I know something about digging holes. When you get to the bottom quit digging. Mr Pres . . . we’re there.