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Dear Mr. President,
As you are leaving the Oval Office next week I thought it a good idea to share with you some of my thoughts on your Presidency. You sir, were elected for the first time when I was 18 years old. I cast my first vote in that election, and though it may pain you to hear it, I may proudly say that it wasn’t for you. Your Presidency however has defined the entirety of my adult life, looking back, I now realize what you’ve done for me, and I would like to share it with you:
1. You have taken from me my sense of well being. I suppose I cannot blame you alone for this, after all you had considerable assistance from Mr. Cheney, Mr. Rove and your numerous accomplices in the media. That said in preaching the gospel of fear for the last 7 years, you have successfully instituted a siege mentality in the nation I call home. Now I can be sure that no matter the magnitude of the disaster, no help is forthcoming and no one really cares.
2. You have taken from me my sense of pride in my country. These last 8 years have been a roller coaster of idiocy, in which the wise and prudent have been mocked and scorned and the ignorant and foolish (among which, Mr. Bush you can count yourself) have been praised and considered worthy of emulation. We have become characterized as a nation of self-absorbed, belligerent and willfully ignorant spoiled children with nuclear weapons as our only claim to greatness. I suppose that I have to blame those who supported you and defended you as much as I have to blame you, but attitude reflects leadership sir, and your leadership has effectively been that of a smug, self-righteous idiot so blinded by the perfection of his own opinions to see the truth when it stares him in the face.
3. You have taken away my sense of patriotism. It is hard to love the symbols of my country when you have wrapped torture, greed, lies and hypocrisy in the flag while using the Constitution and the Bill of Rights as toilet paper. It is hard to look at the stars and stripes, which symbolized home when I lived out of country, and realize that for millions of people around the world it represents white phosphorous, water-boarding and extraordinary rendition. I can thank you for that Mr. Bush, those were your policies, indeed they are your true legacy for the sullying of our name which you have accomplished will be remembered throughout history.
4. You have taken from me my sense of security. No, Mr Bush I’m not talking about the jackbooted thugs you have had running about the country for the past years, turning our airports into fascist temples of paranoia and listening in on my phone calls to my wife, I mean the sense of security that I have that I can provide for my loved ones. (Surely you remember Mr. Bush, “putting food on my family”) Your asenine economic policies, which have put outsourcing on steroids, while fundamentally weakening the powers of labor, leave me constantly uneasy as to the future of my family. Now I know, according to the blood-sucking sociopaths that wrote your economic policies, the fact that I am terrified is a good thing, it means that I will tow the line and do what I’m told. It also means that I lie awake at night wondering how I will take care of my wife and child and wondering what our future will be. You have two daughters Mr. Bush, but then again you also had a trust fund, so I guess trying to make you understand how I feel is pointless…
Finally, you have stolen my faith in the future. You have proven to me sir that in pandering to the lowest common denominator, one can always manage to maintain oppression. That in fooling some of the people so completely that they can’t think straight, you can virtually ignore everyone else. In essence sir, in the last eight years you have stolen my idealism, strengthened my cynicism and left me with nothing but fear, unease and shame. I should thank you sir, I owe the fundamental reshaping of my world view to you.
Mr. Bush, on January 21st, I want to ask a favor of you. Consider it your last act of public service to a relieved nation: GO THE HELL AWAY! I don’t care if you go to your palatial house in Dallas and get soused every day, if your wounded conscience (which I believe does not exist) leads you to fly to The Hague and turn yourself in, or to meditate with monks in Tibet, just do it where we don’t have to hear your asinine and idiotic prattling and self-delusional babblings any more. I plead with you sir, if you do this one thing, it may count as the only thing you did right in your entire sad career.
In deep disgust,
Sidney Carton
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