Dear Mr. President

Dear Mr. President (Elect),
It is appropriate on this day of Thanksgiving to extend my heartfelt good wishes to you. For the first time in many years, in spite of the economic devastation reverberating around the globe, and in spite of my own desperate circumstances and impending homelessness, my thoughts were galvanized by a single remark of yours, lamenting the fact that you were within a Presidential bubble which isolated you from the common citizen.

Although my wife and I are in our sixties and seventies, the prospect of homelessness and hardship no longer seem beyond coping. My stroke of a few years ago, and my encroaching blindness now, were not the disasters they at first seemed, but opportunities to cope, to improve our lot, and to triumph, without lining up behind the bankers, brokers and auto executives snuffling at the public trough. I thank my lucky stars I am me, instead of one of them.

Last night, it came to me in a Eureka Moment, that I could give you a sort of Blackberry with which you could take the pulse of the America with which you can no longer have regular contact. I hope that it proves to be a worthy gift. The blog is called To Obama.

http://toobama.blogspot.com/

On those occasions when I have something to contribute, it will not be as a new post, but will join the others in the Dear Mr. President comments. I will also adhere to some other guidelines as well.

I will have some sense of priority, some sense of national security, and some sense that I am saying something from a considerably different vantage point. The most common failing among Presidents, is that, soon after taking office, they very quickly absorb the notion of their great power. Several have been enticed into adventures which became disasters. It is always easy to see in retrospect, far less easy to see as the situation develops And in all of the disasters, the President was inundated with good advice, mixed with less sound, but still plausible advice.

If there is anything else I can do, I serve at the pleasure of the President.
Anthropositor

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