Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Meeting the President

Well I wouldn't call it meeting the president. I would call seeing him from a far. But it was still an awesome experience. When I watch the s[speeches on the TV I could really care less about what he is sayin. But this time I was actually there, hearing the actual person talk. Now I am not a major fan of the president. But I don't hate his guts either. He is just a man doing what he thinks is best. I am not in the mood to argue about anything to do with anything political, so don't bash me alright. But before the president came to my state, their was massive protests. Even one of the formal mayors came out and led a protest, and led a bashing speech against the Pres. It was heart breaking to see everyone behaving like wild savages. It was really sad to see signs that said, God hates Bush, and End this war or you're going to hell. I hate you bush. It was sad. Because I put myself in his position, if anywhere I went their were signs putting all the bad things I did into my face. Or if someone disagreed with me telling me iw as doomed to hell. Sad. I would hate to be the president of the United States. But on the bus ride home, I kept thinking. Now if you haven't guessed thinking is something that I do quite often. As hard as I try not to, I cant turn my brain off. I was thinking on how we treat the President of the United States like God. Yes you heard me right, like God. We cheer for him when he enters the room and hang on every word he says and clap and praise him for his poetic words. We think hes the coolest man alive to get to be in the same room as him. We hang on his every being and his every word, awaiting pres conferences and when he does something good the nation cheers. But when he does something bad, well he gets signs telling him to go to hell, and how wrong he is. Well that's EXACTLY the way we treat God. We praise him and hang on every fiber of our faith. We go to church on Sunday and hang on the words of the speakers and the elders and so on. And when something in our lives happens, that hurts us, or we quite frankly don't like, its automatically Gods fault. In times like these we curse God and waves signs in our minds telling god how wrong he ( She/ it) is and how He can hitch the next train outta here.

Its sad and I think God deserves to be treated as our Creator and our Peace, rather the President.

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