I could not be President. In fact, I shouldn't be in any position of power. I have anger issues. I really don't know how President Obama keeps it together. In his position, I would already have had anyone associated with the Tea Party wacked, or disappeared (same thing really). And probably a number of the non-Tea Party Republicans as well. So, you can see, I should DEFINITELY NOT be president. Lucky for me (& the rest of the world), I have no desire to run for office.
In the political realm, I do what I can, which amounts to voting, signing a petition or two (usually on-line), and that's about it. Oh, I pay attention to what's currently going on, but I do my best not to follow it too closely. Preferably not closer than a mile or two. I just get too angry. And there is too much wonder, beauty, and magnificently strange weirdness in the world to pay attention to the mundane and crass pettiness of the human behavior found in what passes for politics in these modern (there's a word for you) times.
Humans. You can't live with them, and well... if your my friend Albert, or any of his friends, you definitely can live without them. Albert, of course, is a not so small black bear, who is quite a champion for animal rights. Doesn't think much of humans, however.
Anyroad. I have things to accomplish, fascinating conversations to have, and many wonderful books to read. It doesn't look like the world will be ending in the next few moments, and until it does, or I do, I will forge ahead, do my best to enjoy life, and immerse myself in whatever experiences I can. Will I get angry upon occasion? I expect so. But I am learning to let it go. The world is a wondrous place. And life is too short to waste it on the moronic.
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