Dear Mr. President,
Arrogant. Rude. Childish. Inappropriate. Each time you flashed that smug trumping smile and even reduced yourself to snickering during your State of the Union addresss, I became infuriated like never before. It was like watching a fourth grade boy taunt, "Na, na, na, nuh, boo, boo. I got YOU!"
Perhaps you isolate yourself with people who won't speak the plain truth to you, so I'll say it myself. Apparently noone has told you over the years that smirking in triumph over your enemies does not build trust in either those who support you or in those you so visibly disdain. If you expect to accomplish the goals you set out last night by working together with opponents, you will be sorely disappointed. Will you have the gall to blame THEM if they do not cooperate? You only succeeded in alienating those you mock further.
I voted for you. I've trusted you. Please make amends, sir, before it is too late.
Sincerely,
Truevyne
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2 comments:
Now True,
I hear you, perhaps my sometime arrogantnessing seems a little childlikeish. But its all part of the strategery. I've got to let the Democrats know that I'm the decider.
(smirk)
I appreciate your concern, and will be looking forward to hearing from you again soon. (via wiretap)
W.
Oh, W. You are a hoot!
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