Tireless, tireless. Don’t let this slacker [Sarcast-Insert™] put you to shame! As the man in seat 20A from LAX to Dulles said to me, en route to the Inauguration, “Obama’s still never done a thing!”. And Obama is proving that again, suspiciously creating a ‘National Day of Service’ on MLK Day and, like Tom Sawyer, he is working, visiting injured soldiers, painting a teen shelter, and making it look fun in order to sucker millions of us into helping him fix the country. For shame.
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Obama issued a statement declaring, “King’s was a life lived in loving service to others. As we honor that legacy, it’s not a day just to pause and reflect — it’s a day to act.”
At Walter Reed Army Medical Center, the president-elect visited 14 veterans injured in Iraq and Afghanistan.
Then his motorcade headed for the Sasha Bruce House, a facility for homeless teens, where he grabbed a paint roller and helped volunteers who were fixing up rooms.
“We can’t allow any idle hands,” he said. “Everybody’s got to be involved.”
Later, Obama joined his wife at a high school where they greeted 300 volunteers who were writing letters to U.S. troops and doing other volunteer work.
The president-elect thanked them and said, “If we’re waiting for somebody else to do something, it never gets done. We’re going to have to take responsibility, all of us. This is not just a one-day affair.”
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This sounds exactly like his game plan for winning the election. Don’t even think someone else is doing what needs to be done. Do it yourself. That’s what millions of us did just so he could prove his point that it is about us, he’s just the man with the plan leading by example.
At 102 cat-years old, a legendary lover such as myself with bad kidneys and IBS needs a price break on his meds to spend some dinero on a nice collar now and again. Keep the ladies attentions. Get me?
I ain’t no illiterate LOL cat. Bring on brother Obama ASAP, with anchovies please. I need my rights. I don’t mind that Sasha needs a doggie-slave to boss around (and you know that’s the deal cuz Malia ain’t allergic to dogs; jus’ that deep down she wants a sleek Felix*). The little one will learn baby, she’ll learn. We are irresistible. I auditioned for this video - didn’t get the part. It’s all good though, because even as a mini-movie drags. Oscar will not be knocking and I have a reputation to uphold. When I want something or do some serious acting like it, you can point that lens right at me and it will melt filming my desire. For real. I am all up in it when I gotta have it. Ask my peeps.
That cat is lip-syncing, Can’t you tell? Lame as a Kibbles n’ Bits commercial. His hair is a mess and method acting he is not. He doesn’t even know how to sleep properly. That is some lack man. My guess is that cat is vegan and his dude puts patchouli oil on him to keep the fleas sympatico or somethin’ California shady like dat. Bet you anything. My buddy Bruce died supporting Barack all the way to his last nighty-night. See About Us. Now that is a tribute. Peace Bruce. You won it for all of us man.
*Socks Clinton catted around and ruined EVERYTHING for us in the big house. And no wonder. Clints left him with Betty, who covered everyone’s tail in that house. Now Socks be a goner. Good looking dude - jus insecure without the real love. Hang in there, man. January 20th is a comin’ and stem cell research is back in business. You are the Jackie Robinson of White House pets.
but this gift has the oratory skills of Douglass, the wisdom & calm of Gautma, the wile of Golda and Akbar, the compassion of Ghandi and Teresa, the determined, fierce-heartedness of Jane Addams, Anthony, Barton and Tubman, a profound tolerance for over-looking embarrassing, painfully small acts of deceit & cruelty by colleagues & instead extended an offer of partnership and a request for help and a path to, perhaps, greatness as he skillfully identifies a former sparring partner’s strengths & abilities. An Obama Whitehouse hosting lectures on the potential wonders of space study & travel (earth to John McCain!), jazz & poetry readings, buzzing to improve the terminally abject public system in our crime-ridden nation’s capitol is using the house as intended. What a joy. The Obama’s comprehensive vision includes their own careful prioritizing andexhaustive work ethic, cajoling slackers, energizing by being energetic, motivating by demonstrating progress, encouraging self-reliance & community collaboration that Americans are known for. All this has been here from Day One. And the tender compassion for veterans, elders, the poor, the ill, the needy as “I am my brother’s keeper” Barack repeats. To give more than we think we can because the extra effort is the reward and much is expected from those of us fortunate to have work, food, homes and health. Americans may again join-in & vitalize a dynamic and positive world we have been deliberately alienated from almost without question until a skinny twit with flappy ears jumped around the DNC Convention Stage in 2004. He knew it, and makes me proud, strong and confident as well as very, very grateful to be lucky enough to have understood Barack Obama’s idea to lift us up by recalling, just a little, that pioneer spirit, and remind us that courage is an American trait. Fear is a virus and we have recuperated.
What is ineffably inexplicable is Barack Obama’s faith in us. He said that he hoped, that he believed, his message to the alienated, hopeless rural and urban youth, the apathetic eye-rolling academics, the handicapped-unhealthy impoverished minorities, the abject addicts and the bored suburban latte-sippers, the party faithful, and party cross-overs would be heard, would make sense and would be acted upon. This motley group was ready to pick themselves up for a change. And we did.
I spent 13 months as a purely ‘fact-based’ campaigner and organizer - none of this hope/change stuff for me. Now, I drink it daily. I see it, hear it and feel it. I know that if we stay involved and work for what we all want, we can climb out of this much stronger together and as real collaborators for peace and progress in the world. Never stop. I will be in DC for the Big Day (born & raised and family remains) and volunteering any place I can. Feel free to contact me either here or my blog, obamabidenusa.org if you might be interested in participating in my TXT message project up thru 1/21. Or just check it out.
Been away for a month so posts are thin of late. The TXT project has been been going since Iowa, scanning is slow and meticulous. I am interested in using the lovely SMS images from my iPhone as a of diarist tech-speak/disjunctive narrative & perhaps a small chapbook. Use of anyone’s communiques with permissions only of course. No long tomes (like this) required or desired. The best ones I imagine from 1/20 are the absurd, ‘I’m wearing an Obama pin, can’t miss me”. My mom will keep txting she can’t see me on TV. And so on. Any from anywhere in- or outside of DC greatly appreciated.
Thanks for all you’ve done, CA 36, family, friends, animals suffering benign neglect (I miss you Bruce) Out of State ground-pounders, GOTV workers, patient explicators, postcard warriors. To the later and to the excellent Lynn Branco in particular, I know our cards flipped Ohio. My 85 year mom is from Toledo and she knows Toledo alright. She was shocked. Only Indiana surprised me more. So thanks everyone. Our work has just begun.
