Dear Mr. President,
As serendipitous as this may seem, earlier today my iPod was on shuffle and a familiar track came on I haven't heard in a while, which inspired me to write this letter: Mr. President by
Janelle Monae (You might have heard of her since you’re on her
youtube channel). I'm writing this letter sitting in my car in the back alley behind the relatively new federal building. Right now I’m watching a homeless man wipe the sweat dripping off his stray dog's sagging teat…
No Homo.
Anyways, I’m sure you’ve heard the gamut of reactions from the critiques in response to
today’s events; from
Anderson Cooper’s twitter to Michael Binyon’s video commentary on
Sky News, you MUST be exhausted from all this like being caught up in a
porn storm. I imagine it feeling like you're on
The Onion, doesn't it? To be honest this came as a shock to me myself. After reading about you on
CNN.com I was waiting for the part of the article that reads they were giving away the Nobel Peace Prize on the radio this morning and you were the 10th caller.
A little premature...don't you agree?
I took the liberty of quoting a part of your half-ass'd acceptance speech from this morning, which I'm sure an intern written up.
...the Nobel Peace Prize has not just been used to honor specific achievement; it's also been used as a means to give momentum to a set of causes. And that is why I will accept this award as a call to action...
~Pres. Barack O.
(This coming from a man whose wife let Stevie Wonder trip on stage and left him for dead.)
Ok ok ok... I understand that you were innately saving face and trying to make sense of this nonsense; however, you must admit that the politicos at the
redstate have a valid point. If the deadline to turn in nominations for the Nobel Peace Prize was 12 days after you took office, then what the hell was the committee going by? ... I'm gonna need a few words with Mr. Jagland.
Half way convinced this was either an oversight or the biggest Punk'd Ashton Kutcher has pulled off since the conception of the show; I had to look up the
rules and regulation on how the Nobel Peace Prize winner is decided before I slit my wrists at work.
...I'll be damned... the homeless guy is staring at his dogs steamy pile of shit.
I found out Alfred Nobel stipulated in his will (1895) that the peace prize should go "to the person who shall have done the most or the best work for fraternity between the nations and the abolition or reduction of standing armies and the formation and spreading of peace congresses."
I guess you have a formidable road ahead of you.
If God created the heavens and the earth in 7 days, I guess winning the Nobel Peace Prize in 12 days isn't so unattainable. You should write a book, "How to win the Nobel Peace Prize by the time your Master Cleanse is over." It'll be the next Oprah's Book Club hit.
So, I suppose a congratulations is in order. Congratulations on the award and thank you. Thank you for not having a false sense of self accomplishment.
Best Regards,
Me
p.s. Someone wanted me to pass on a message:
“YO OBAMA, I’M GONNA LET YOU FINISH, BUT I JUST WANNA SAY THAT MARTIN LUTHER KING JR WAS THE BEST NOBEL PRIZE WINNER OF ALL TIME.”
~Kanye West