15 May 2017


by Andy Weddington
Monday, 15 May 2017

Some people dream of success, while other people get up every morning and make it happen. Wayne Huizenga  

Recently ...

They, not me, brought up (presidential) politics. 

Their hatred for President Trump evident in the anger and passion of (ill-informed) comments; admittedly deduced from watching "news."

I listened. Calmly. No interest have I in wading into the swamp.

So, I asked two questions.

First, "Have you read the book '13 Hours'?"

"No, what's it about?"

Well, there's a hint. 

Second, "Have you ever held a TS/SCI clearance?"


Which I suspected.

"Well, then this is not a fair conversation." 

And then we were interrupted and that was that.

I went home, poured a cup of coffee, and tinkered on the banjo thinking about that uninteresting conversation. 

In short, the two of us represent the split in our country.

And that split boils down to this ...

They do not care what our past president was doing and did. 

They are disturbingly obsessed by what our current president might do.

Might do.

Imagine investing such emotion in what might happen?

And they are too incensed to see the(ir) stupidity of that mindset.

Can there be a more uninteresting conversation than one about something someone (even a president) might do or something that might happen?

Our last president had dreams (of his father's dreams) - of what could and might happen. He banked on hope (which is not a course of action).

Our current president dreams big - and gets up every morning and makes things happen. 

And just might President Trump's approach to governing be purposeful (something he alluded to as a candidate and has reiterated as President) as to disrupt our enemy's OODA loop?


Thus, might everyone be better off for taking a deep breath and putting a little faith in the new guy - a doer - and form opinion on actions and accomplishments not hysterical mights? 

Now there's something that just might make for interesting conversation. 


Steve M said...


Unknown said...

In today's generation where the familiar phrase is "the squeaky wheel gets the grease",
I remember my dad saying to me "empty cans make the loudest noise,
think before you speak son!"
I always kept that phrase as a means to control a conversation, or not, and walk away.