That could be me taking the presidential oath
yesterday. Or could it? I had a speech impediment too when I was
young. Well, I suppose I would have to get into politics,
which I never had a desire to do.
I think I made the right decision not to be President of the
United States. You see, in my latest
stage of life I get emotional over the least little thing. I could cry all the way through a SESAME
STREET segment.
If it was me up there yesterday, every song sung and the
poem recited would have me coking up.
The military bands playing military music would have me squalling.
Even this morning I heard that President Bide called Jimmy
Carter and thanked him for his lifetime of service, I choked up.
I think it would ruin my image during tough negotiations with the leaders of another country my
assistant would have to keep handing me Kleenex tissues every time they by-the-book complemented
me.
Life is mean.
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