Freakin Annual Address I look around me, and see signs. Signs of hope, and signs of despair. People without jobs, and people so busy at work they're about to have a breakdown. It just makes me wonder.

Then after last night's address at West Point, the President makes it clear that we will pour billions more into Afghanistan.

It's not that the address didn't clearly lay things out, which was more than we got when we first went there. And it's not that there isn't a clear exit strategy, again, more than we had before.

It's that we keep having to clean up after W that really annoys me.

Look at the messes left behind: the economy; the wars; the world reputation; all severely affecting all of us in many ways. I am so tired of cleaning up after George.

Typical clueless brute - leave the mess for others to clean up. However, as a motivational speaker, he will make money, plenty of it.

And now three more years of our people dying far from home, in some of the rawest terrain possible. More death; more disabled veterans coming back to a veteran's administration straining as it is. More damaged people unable to make a go of it when they come back.

I couldn't listen to this address without tears. And the tears will just continue longer.

I never said I had answers. I do have reactions to my environment, and they are rather emotional right now.

And so there it is, another malcontent almost annual address.  ¶ 8:59 AM 0 Comments