As the “far left” contributor on the blog I wanted to share my recent experience in being better able to relate to Michelle Obama.
Remember when Michelle got a bunch of crap when she said “for the first time in my adult life I am proud of my country” back when her husband’s hope and change kool-aid was starting to take effect on the masses? Well, on Sunday night, for the first time since Barack Obama took office, I knew what she meant… I was really proud of my country.
Gone was the shame of her husband’s bow and apology world tour, the anger of seeing the economy paralyzed under a seemingly insurmountable mountain of debt, the frustration of having Barack Antoinette tell us that if the price of gas was too high we should use alternative energy sources, or the despair in the administration’s Carter-like “leading from behind” actions and inactions in the recent middle east revolutions.
Yes, all that bitterness I was clinging to was replaced with the pride of knowing that Bin Laden finally got what he deserved. Finally. After such a long absence — national pride! Now I know how Michelle must have felt.
But, man, I don’t want to sound like a lefty, but my not so instant gratification was so short lived. The fall back down to earth was swift and rude.
Right away, the administration’s usual amateurish bungling ways came shining through. The grandstanding, the self serving, the changing of the facts to fit the political narrative, again and again, ad nauseam, the political correctness, showing fear and deference to our enemies and the indecision. Once again snatching defeat from the grasp of victory.
Sometimes it’s better to hang up a “mission accomplished” sign, give a short but sweet speech giving credit to whom it’s due and then shut up and keep doing your job.
Wonder if Michelle can relate?