The Audacity of (Kauain) Hope
Yesterday I spent some time griping (well, not so much griping as expounding) on why decades of all this partisan tomfoolery has to come to an end. See, even after President Obama delivered a surprisingly centrist and unsurprisingly inspiring speech (depending on who you ask, I guess– don’t ask this guy), I’ve heard responses reducing the speech to being “just words” as if the measure of hope, optimism and, frankly, graciousness of the oration were somehow lessened because it was what people want to hear.
Now don’t get me wrong– I’m a big fan of healthy skepticism and its colloquial pal “We’ll See”. After all, Obama remains a politician who was elected president, as opposed to a deity like oh, I dunno.. Jesus.
Yet, wasn’t it The Savior who teaches the highest attribute of all is charity, a large component of which is to have hope? So what’s wrong with hoping Obama’s speech is sincere and hoping he means what he says? When did we become so jaded*?
And so, on this freezing January day and in that same spirit of hope and optimism I say…
…I wanna go to Kauai. Bad.
* Somewhere around the time I found out Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer was a marketing tactic for Montgomery Ward, pennies don’t have a high rate of return and my back could grow hair. Sigh.
I love you bro. I laugh in every post. And besides, your bootie aint nothin’ like the bangin’ bootie I saw the other day. I mean, it really was a shelf, no no no, I gots to give her more credit than that, it was a table, with a leaf in it. Seriously. And btw some day will you teach me photoshop?