Reader's view: We’re better off under Obama than BushThe Jan. 1 letter, “Democrats need to explain some things, too,” chastised the left, including Jesse Jackson Jr.’s misuse of campaign funds, Eric Holder’s executive privilege, Hilary Clinton’s Benghazi response and Anthony Weiner’s sexting scandal.
The Jan. 1 letter, “Democrats need to explain some things, too,” chastised the left, including Jesse Jackson Jr.’s misuse of campaign funds, Eric Holder’s executive privilege, Hilary Clinton’s Benghazi response and Anthony Weiner’s sexting scandal. The letter buried the hatchet deepest into “the big dog,” President Barack Obama, for the lie, “If you like your insurance you can keep it.”
It seemed the writer was part of the choir being spoon-fed preachings 24/7 by conservative AM radio or by the one-sided point of view of the FOX cable television network, despite its claim to be fair and balanced.
Every administration has dirty laundry, and 300 words for a letter don’t allow enough stones to be cast back on the first four issues. However, regarding Obama’s lie, let me offer a reminder of another lie that left a burr in our sandals that we on the left and the world will never forget: The weapons of mass destruction lie and its proof the U.S. must invade Iraq. If you’re not with us, you’re against us, it was argued. And then, after a preemptive strike, dressed in military clothing, President George W. Bush claimed, “Mission accomplished.”
Ten years and trillions of dollars later, with 4,500 dead American soldiers, tens of thousands on disability for 65 to 80 years and more than 100,000 innocent citizens killed, President Obama ended the war.
Our world is a better place under Liar No. 2, because when push comes to shove, we’ll pick shopping for insurance over the caskets of Liar No. 1. The economy is reviving, the stock market is up, home sales are renewed and unemployment figures are encouraging. We can do better. However, it’s not all gloom and doom, as the Jan. 1 letter suggested.
Sometimes comfort in life is just a click of the TV remote away. Remember, misery loves company.