posted on Jul, 23 2018 @ 03:13 PM
I did not post this in the Mud Pit for a reason; this is a bipartisan thread (hopefully it can stay that way!).
I will use some examples to lay out the theme of the thread, but please read them ALL because I'm going to use both parties, and I'm not picking on
one or the other.
Throughout much of the last 70+ years (really since 1945) we have seen so many pictures of a sitting US president sitting alone in a room, usually at
night, working or thinking about something. Many of the pictures are press moments, so you know someone else (probably a few) was there in the room
too, but that's not what this is about. No, it's about the real moments when there really is nobody else around. It's about that moment when the
only light on in the room is the one by your chair, and it's just you.
Nixon alone drinking his scotch by the fire. Kennedy alone. Johnson, Ford, Carter, Reagan, Bush, Clinton, Bush, Obama and now Trump, all alone by
themselves late at night, something keeping them up. Sure, there's usually always people around, but sometimes people, even presidents, just need
some "alone" time. It's not every night, but just those one-off nights where you're all alone. The weight of the entire world is on your
shoulders, and that moment you realize you are just one mortal, one man who might be afraid or doesn't know what to do...that decision which will
make the World or both sides of your political spectrum angry. That mistake you made, or the gamble that paid off wrong. I wonder what it's
I wonder what it's like to sit there in the semi-darkness of that venerable old White House, steeped in the history of 300+ years of a country,
looking around at the priceless historical paintings and artifacts, knowing the that pillars of a nation walked those same halls or looked at those
same paintings...and that realization you're just one man, just one incarnation of two parents. Wondering what tomorrow will bring, but in the same
breath knowing you hold the power to destroy the entire planet in your shirt pocket, just a single pen stroke away. More importantly...knowing you
could be wrong, that you could, now or in the future, make a terrible mistake, a blunder which would change the entire world.
I remember many years ago Bill Clinton held a late night televised release to the American public about the Lewinsky scandal. To this day I am struck
by the starkness of that moment. (in fact, someone posted this very televised segment just today on another thread). There he sat, seemingly alone
as he read those words. I was struck not by what he was saying, or even by him sitting there, but I was gobsmacked by where he was sitting and what
the room looked like how the heavy curtains hung in the background and dim lighting. And even though there were people in the room when he uttered
those words...he'd spent many hours alone in that office looking at those same things, but the gravity of the moment made those simple things seem so
much more important, something I'm sure not lost on him or any others who have sat there before or since. Same examples with Nixon, and Reagan, and
Bush, and Carter, and Obama, and Bush.
It was the most dreaded moment anyone can imagine, the absolutely worst moment of a life, and even with all the power in the world you are helpless to
do anything but read the words on a piece of paper, words that cut you to ribbons.
I wonder what it's like? The fear, the anguish, the defeat, the helplessness...all those portraits of the political giants of centuries past staring
at you no matter where you go.
I wonder what it's like?
I just can't imagine.