I’m not sure how to behave anymore.
Mary Lyon, From The Left -- World News Trust
Jan. 21, 2009 -- This is a heckuva hangover. More than just the sun dawned on me on the morning after Obama Day. I realized as I woke up following the Inauguration of Barack Obama as the 44th President of the United States that I’m not sure how to behave anymore.
For eight years I’ve felt like a hostage. This might as well have been a lesser version of Gitmo from where I stood. It’s been sheer torture watching America taking its cue from the George W. Bush way of operating and literally devolving.
I’ve spent eight years gritting my teeth when a view of the White House flashed across my TV. I could never look at that view without thinking how that house had been stolen out from Al Gore and all the rest of us. I’d think about the occupant within and find it impossible even to refer to him as President. I just couldn’t. Still can’t, if you really wanna know. He just was never The President, to me. Didn’t win fair and square the first time. The results the second time are sufficiently questionable in my mind that I couldn’t warm up to him then, either. And considering the ham-handed behavior of the bullies and goons surrounding him at all times, there was literally nothing to convince me otherwise.
For that entire period, I simply didn’t have a President. And I’ve gotten used to that.
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