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Mr. President, I want to thank you for the things you and your administration have done for me.
I no longer enjoy aviation. This has been a lifelong interest of mine, since my very first word. (“Airpane!", according to my father.) Years of travel, hanging around the airfield, going to airshows, listening to the tower…have all been ruined thanks to you. Now, when I see an airplane or a helicopter flying around….I wonder if it’s spying on me, or particularly if it’s a military bird, I run inside to get the TV on to see what happened. What once brought me endless hours of excitement and happiness has now turned into fear and worry. Thank you, Mr. President.
I no longer travel great distances anymore. Thanks to the TSA, and the assumption that everyone traveling via air is a terrorist, and the loss of my fourth amendment rights, and the surly treatment by your minions, and the subsequent loss of human dignity in the airport…the joy of visiting unknown places has turned into tedium and hassle. I only go places I can drive now. Thank you, Mr. President.
I can no longer have civil discussions with my in-laws. We’re on opposite sides of the fence…I live in the reality-based community…they’re part of the 29%. The last couple of attempts at conversation have devolved into shouting matches which resulted in upset family members for days afterwards. Thank you, Mr. President.
I have even yelled at my own mother…she has unfortunately started watching Fox News. She once voted for President Kennedy, and has voted for his younger brother Edward in every election she has been able to. She doesn’t see the irony in trotting out the right-wing talking points, and I have violently argued with her over this. Thank you, Mr. President.
Yes sir, I’d have to categorize your administration as a catalyst for change, alright. You’ve made a huge difference in my life, and in the relationships I have with my family and friends. Thank you, Mr. President!
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