Dear Mr. President,

I could not be more ecstatic that your presidency is coming to an end.

You see, I voted for you twice. And if not for that damned 22nd Amendment, I would certainly be voting for you again. But over the course of your tenure as Commander-in-chief, myself, and so many others, have continuously been confronted by an ugly truth.

I reckon that whether seeking to prove the existence of climate change, be it figurative or literal, one would achieve success either way. With nearly a third of our country campaigning to make America great again, it sends chills down my spine to ponder what their definition entails. Although the temperatures may be warmer than usual, the climate has been anything but. We are a cold society. And with our spacious skies as my witness, America has been all but beautiful.

In what seems to be nearly a lifetime ago, I pledged an allegiance at the start of every school day. “One nation under God,” was the line that always stood out to me; but it was indivisible that resonated most. Here was an adjective, that in context, declared We the People were unable to be divided or separated. Though nearly my entire life, our country has been just that.

For me, this has been no more evident than over the last several years. I can count on one hand how many individuals I have encountered who oppose you, and your beliefs, solely based on political differences. Your election came at a time when America needed it badly. And you have presided over America when we needed it most.

Just over ten months from now, America will elect your successor. And oddly enough, one of the frontrunners seems to be such because he “speaks his mind”. Who knew, that over hundreds of years of electoral history, it was speaking your mind that screamed presidential.

I mean, imagine that: an individual, debatably sane, walks into a voting site and casts a ballot to elect someone to be the most powerful person in the world, all because they aren’t politically correct; pro-life or choice be damned! So it is there, Mr. President, where this country will miss your temperament. Your keeping of the head, when all around you are losing theirs.. and blaming it on you.

Via #hashtag, no less.

However, many of us thank you. As your presidency has exposed us to a hypocritical America. Those that champion Reagan Era politics, in the course of forgetting who said “We can’t help everyone, but everyone can help someone”. Bookmarking their bibles with core values, while placing higher ones on semi-automatic tee times, than elementary school kids. And they are the faceless avatars who demand that inner city youth not blame the world for their downfall, in the midst of blaming you for theirs. They are the real patriots.

So Mr. President, if it is the aforementioned that defines what real patriotism is, I’ll elect you and your fraudulent want of providing health care for all Americans, and criminal justice reform, in this lifetime and the next.

I commend your reserve, Mr. President, but I think it’s time to speak your mind.

Signed,

Sirelle