Here we are, 894 days into Bush’s second term, and just one day shy of our Day of Independence and, you know what? I have to admit, I’m not feeling it this year: like a wet brick of fireworks, that old patriotic flame has been kind of tough to light. Let’s face it: it’s hard to love one’s nation when disgust and embarrassment is all that one feels for his leader. It’s sad when even the simple thoughts of sparklers, snakes, stink bombs and fanciful flame seem nearly pointless and almost entirely devoid of fun. The truth is, I sincerely long for the day when I can once again be proud of who we are and what we stand for. In fact, I can’t help but to wonder where we’d be right now had Senator John F. Kerry taken his rightful place in history as our 43rd President of the United States.
Indeed – what would Kerry have done? I’ve mulled over this question nearly every day since November ‘04. I’m sure the rest of you have, as well. As we wearily march into yet another day with The Commander Guy (perilously) in the driver’s seat, I believe that this is as good of a time as any to reflect upon the what-ifs and what-should-have-beens – thoughts that seem to come so easily in these times of utter discontent . Katrina, The War in Iraq, the internal scandals, Gitmo, civilian wiretapping, soaring gas prices, inflation, Scooter Libby and the like – you know, it’s hard to say, in exact terms, how Kerry might have handled each of those problems, but I am certainly unafraid to say that he would have done a hell of a better job than our current Commander in Chief.
In conclusion, Senator Kerry once emphatically implied that although our nation had entered a darkened time in our history, our greatest days are yet to come. I hold onto that belief. Our next leader – whomever it is – I can only hope that he or she might undo the damage done by a maligned president. I hope that he or she might heal our wounds and usher in our greatest days. And I hope that, at the very least, come July 3rd, 2009, this new leader of the free world might restore within me that love of our nation and that lost sense of patriotic anticipation for that day which will, by then, usher in the 233rd year of our independence.
Until then, let us make the best of what we have and grow stronger. Our country is not yet lost. Our greatest days are yet to come!