Please Lord, make this one a good one…

I’m tired of little gimlet eyed, squinch-faced pricks mumbling at me from the Oval Office. I don’t care to entertain more voodoo economic models with clever names like “supply-side” or “Haliburton.”

I don’t care whether he’s a democrat or a republican, what color he is, whether he drinks, kisses guys, fishes, or wears women’s underwear, just give me a bright, industrious president with foresight and patience, whose ethics or interests intersect my own.

In a foxhole there’s little distinction between the parties, and this  fellow is going to need all the help we can muster, just to compensate for the excesses of the last couple of decades.

We’re all guilty, and we’re all going to give something; your kids will get jobs, parents will prolong retirement, and the rest of us will donate cash. The next couple of decades may yield some heroes rather than villains, and Time can choose between someone other than Jeffrey Skilling, Bernie Ebbers, Paris Hilton, or Bernie Madoff for cover art.

I’m not pleased by an 11 trillion dollar legacy foisted on us by the last administration, but as the rest of you voted for him, I’ll do my share.

In the meantime, enjoy watching Barack Obama’s last day of vacation, it’s certain to be a spectacle in the coming months, and though cautious, I’d love to see another great US President rather than read about them in history books.