I was just really excited that I woke up with the urge to go write something this morning.
So, um. Here is it. Still publishing poo but my draft folder is empty. I’m going to keep going until…IDK how long.
There is a LOT that I have left unexplored but the longer I worked at it, the less likely it was going to be published.
I have a whole list of prompts now, thanks to Rarasaur.
I want to talk about George Bush. Sr, 1924-2019.
Two things I saw on my newsfeed today:
When I walked into this office just now I felt the same sense of wonder and respect that I felt four years ago. I know you will feel that, too.
I wish you great happiness here. I never felt the loneliness some Presidents have described.
There will be very tough times, made even more difficult by criticism you may not think is fair. I’m not a very good one to give advice; but just don’t let the critics discourage you or push you off course.
You will be our President when you read this note. I wish you well. I wish your family well.
Your success now is our country’s success. I am rooting hard for you.
Good Luck — George
A kind tribute to a father and a grandfather who was also a flawed human.
I vehemently disagreed with most of his politics. He flipped on abortion rights (there is some interesting history, here). He was far from the first or the last to do so on that, or other hot button issues. He left the NRA over what he felt it was becoming. The Advocate called him “No Ally, But No Enemy” of LGBTQ people. He angered his base by promising and then failing to follow through on the impossible: No New Taxes. His decision to leave Saddam Hussein in power had repercussions for the world, and for his son’s presidency.
His bio is full of the privilege of wealth, not because his marriage is not a sweet story of long-lasting love and respect – it is – but because the average person does not mingle at school parties whose guest list includes the daughters of publishing magnates. It shines a very bright light on how this nation grows a president, and it is hardly a lone example.
“At a prep school party during the 1941 Christmas season, he spotted a girl in a red-and-green dress. He asked another boy to introduce him to Barbara Pierce, whose father was head of the McCall’s publishing empire.
“I thought he was the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes on. I couldn’t even breathe when he was in the room,” Barbara Bush would later say, adding, “I married the first man I ever kissed.” ~ Karen Tumulty, The Washington Post
And it’s still a sweet story. Barbara was more of an ally. While I am sure she was imperfect, she used her influence to help people.
It is not my intention to disrespect the 41st president. I disagreed with him. I think his privilege blinded him, as it does anyone who has it. But I do believe he thought he was working for the greater good, not for himself. I just think it’s telling that we find ourselves revering a president who, at one point, had a 29% approval rating – as a shining example of a time when things were better.
Our newsfeed will also be filled with posts condemning others for being sentimental and kind about a president for whom the consequences of being a flawed human adversely affected an entire nation. They are not wrong.
I am sure he was likable and decent and loved his family, who is grieving the human, not the public figure or politician.
It feels that we have lost our grace.
I wish his family peace, and light, and grace as they lay their beloved family member to rest.