Thank you all for coming. I have a brief announcement, then I will field your questions.
I have decided against seeking the nomination to run for President of the United States in 2012. I repeat: I will not seek the presidency in 2012.
Several months of exploration, day after day of fervent prayer, and a six-pack of Labatt’s Blue all went into this decision, which is final. Here are my solemn vowels… the reasons I will not run:
America needs a strong leader, now more than ever: an individual of singular vision, steel-spined determination and bold action.
That ain’t me. It is not uncommon for me to spend ten minutes in the cereal aisle debating the pros and cons of Post versus store brand. Any “Special Interest” lobbyist, corporate multi-nationalist or international terrorist appearing at the Oval Office door with a cute l’il abandon kitten would get whatever they want from me, especially if the international terrorist was three feet tall, wore pigtails and spoke with a slight lithp.
Elitism has run rampant in the Oval Office.
And THAT is a very good thing. In the 222 year history of the U.S. Presidency, only 44 men have held the post. The President of the United States is the single most powerful human being on planet earth. Elite is a given. Please, let him/her hold a degree from a university that wouldn’t accept my application for a parking pass. Let him/her speak four languages. May he/she have no idea who Snooki is. Let him/her be smarter, more successful and far more erudite than I could ever hope to be.
Elite I am not, and elite the president must be.
Informed individuals only need apply.
As ashamed as I am to admit it, I get most of my news from NPR, PBS and the BBC, so I spent my morning watching the Network news shows this a.m., just to see how out-of-touch with the American people I have allowed myself to become.
Did you know that someone named Justin Bieber got a haircut?!? People are, like, all “OH MY GAWD!” He lost 80,000 Twitter followers over it!
And not only that, Charlie Sheen is now dating a mystery blonde with a history in graphic…design?!? And, like, Kate and Prince William are really going just cuh-razy planning their wedding, while perfectly adorable and notoriously mischievous Prince Harry is planning the Bachelor Party?!? And Sarah Palin is all, like, “whateverrrr…” over this book her former BFF is writing about how absolutely SKANK she really is?
I didn’t know these matters of greatest importance to the American people, as NPR, PBS and BBC fritter away my precious time with distracting reports of two American-led wars, revolutionary meltdowns in Northern Africa and the Middle East, national and international economic crises, renewed labor struggles funded by the Koch brothers, and the role of new media in the spread of democratic ideals, perhaps reducing the influence of Islamic extremism. (Honestly, how ironic that the only way to miss all the coverage of the royal wedding is to watch the BRITISH Broadcasting Corporation?!?)
I’m just too poorly informed and out of touch with the American people, I guess.
Overactive bladder Um... 'nuff said?
Underdog 9 a.m. every Friday morning on the Cartoon Network. Cabinet meetings and tense, eleventh hour negotiations would have to wait until I knew Sweet Polly Purebread was absolutely safe.
Underdog 9 a.m. every Friday morning on the Cartoon Network. Cabinet meetings and tense, eleventh hour negotiations would have to wait until I knew Sweet Polly Purebread was absolutely safe.
So there you have it in a nutshell. I will not seek the nomination, and, if nominated, I will not run, and, if I run, I will not win, and, if I win, I will not serve, and if I serve, I will not… I think you get the picture.
All this to say, I think I’d make a really poor president. What kind of president would you be? Huh?