For a week or so now, I've been planning to post a long, ranting tirade about how Obama has disappointed me. I knew when I voted for him, and when he won the Presidency, that he would annoy and disappoint me a lot—I'm a Democrat with a serious capital D. But I didn't expect to feel so discouraged and deflated as I have lately. When Thom Hartmann asked on his radio program this morning, "What would you yell at the president during tonight's State of the Union address?" I yelled (in my car) "DO SOMETHING!"
Okay. Speech over. All I can say is, I am so very thankful that Barack Obama is not my abusive boyfriend. After only 75 minutes of smooth talk, he's made me fall in love all over again.
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