I wasted an hour and a half of my life last night. An hour I can never regain as my own. An hour that could’ve been spent sipping a beer, reading a comic book or watching a good movie, but instead I sat and watched our President.

Yeah, I write for NUVO. Yeah, I vote Democrat a lot more often then Republican, but he’s still my President and there's an optimistic part of me that wants him to do good. I don’t root against him. It’s hard to fantasize about scenario where he falls flat on his smug Texas face that doesn’t involve the country going further down the shitter.

So I tune in and watch hoping for some optimistic sign that maybe he’ll change. Maybe this Oz-like president finally gets a heart (or courage or a brain for that matter). But noooooooo! No.

Not this time. He’s in the final term of his presidency, he’s got a majority in both houses and he’s got the Supremes on his side (Scalito and company, not the Motown group). He stands in a better position to make a brave, bold, sweeping change and push through important life-changing agendas. The position to build and secure the future for generations to come.

He hinted at it. He brought up all the right issues. Our addiction to oil, social security, Medicare and any other crisis that looms larger and larger as the Baby Boomers slowly grow into retirement age. He brought up every important issue we face, yet he offered no direct plans on how to fix them. It's as if he thinks that acknowledging the problems will be enough.

I’m so hungry for a president that will do these things that I would vote Republican if I thought they’d offer a candidate that would address those issues.

All we get is a president so anxious to head into his lame-duck phase (still two years away) that he’s willing to offer lame platitudes and lame agendas instead.

Posted by wayneb at February 1, 2006 03:55 PM