Dear Mr. President:

Wow.  It seems like a lifetime ago that we were swearing you in as our fearless leader of one of the richest and well respected nations in the world.  And look at where we are now.  Only 107 Days, 21 Hours, 14 Minutes, and Some Odd Seconds until you leave office and some poor schmuck is left to pick up the pieces of a broken nation.  But, hey, the good news is, although your approval rating has plummeted to an all time low of 26% with the fear of an impending Depression, your approval ratings are still higher than Harry Truman’s abysmal 22% and Nixon’s 24%.  

No worries though, with 107 days left to go, you can still aspire to drop those last four percent and hold yet another special place in our hearts as the Secret Service escort you out of the Oval Office.   

I wonder if your presidential library would like a copy of this graph for the tourists who stop by?  I’ll be sure to send them a copy.  You, like Truman, hold another special distinction for us all, in that you catapulted into record high approval ratings and then rode the slippery slope down the little green line to some of the lowest approval ratings ever.  

 I wonder if you could throw in any last minute zingers on your way out of office; maybe have Karl Rove stop by the office for old time sake, throw some poor hapless sap’s career on the fire and reminisce over the last eight years of screwing the American people out of a future.

So, all in all, thank you. Thank you for opening my eyes to the years that I will have to tack on to my life in the working world- who needs retirement, pension plans, healthcare, or social security?  By the time I retire, social security and our current health care system will be obsolete so I might as well work into my early 80’s assuming that I live that long…

My IRA and Retirement Fund are worthless at the moment anyways- they have been on a rollercoaster ride the last 8 years and I will need at least the next 50 years to build them up to a level that I can adequately retire on and live a life of luxury in a one bedroom apartment with a cat and a single income.  

Perhaps one day, should I see you on the streets of HP or strolling on the grounds of Crawford Ranch I will walk right up to you, shake your hand, and thank you for everything you have done as President to enhance the lives of the American people.  

Best regards,

Singular Girl