I guess I’m really worried. Really worried about my Barack Obama.
His picture on the cover of the Houston Chronicle in its poster frame after his election win in 2008 still adorns my bedroom wall. His laser-engraved signature still hangs in my studio.
But I’m suddenly hearing myself say – WTF is going on here? Last night I even dreamed I visited the White House and wrote some legislation for him to present to the idiots in Congress.
If something positive doesn’t come out of him soon, what are we as a country going to do? Yes, it’s looking more and more like the oligarchy Malloy says we have; yes, it’s looking more and more like the London riots are a precursor to what might happen here if the Republicans get their way with drastic cuts in the budget. We are not prepared for a depression right now. Not even a little bit.
So I watch and wait. But please, my President, not much longer, okay? We can’t afford it.
