Greatest President Ever

I could and probably should write some lengthy rant about how pissed I am at our government and the majority of the drunk at the wheel leaders we have, how terrible Obama is not only as a president but as a leader, and how furious I am that I spend tens of thousands of dollars every month paying taxes from my business yet MY government has NO plan to use a business like mine as a jump-start to economic success.  I WILL NEVER COMPLAIN WITHOUT PROVIDING SUGGESTIONS FOR IMPROVEMENT, keep reading my blog and you will find those brilliant suggestions over the coming days…

Instead, I’m going to let the GREATEST leader, GREATEST President, and GREATEST orator we have ever had on Pennsylvania Ave. tell it like it is.



Sweat and blood…

A man who created a legacy..

A man who chose to act and not be acted upon..

I am always fond of a good stirring thought. Something that gets you to sit back and really search within yourself, and ask the question, “Am I coasting, or am I doing”? You can google a million quotes from Emerson, Gandhi, Aristotle and the likes, and books have been filled with a billion catchy concepts.

The real question I always as myself, and one that you can contemplate here, is when you feel that stirring emotion and call to action, that hard push you can’t say no to, do you act?  If you do, the next question is this. Do you act, then go numb to the feeling, or does it resinate? I seem to always sprint, then walk, sprint then walk. I dont know if I’m getting older, if it’s a growing family and a broader sense of responsibility, or simply the fact that I am genuinely passionate about change and righting wrongs, but I cant help but notice all those pricks of the heart seem to be staying with me longer, and my desire is becoming more and more to keep sprinting and to act.  I wonder how we would be as a people, as a government, and as a community if we all had permanently in our hearts the same feelings we did on September 12, 2001. Interesting thing to think about.  

The following tend to do a little stirring of my soul..

Cautious, careful people, always casting about to preserve their reputation and social standing, never can bring about a reform. Those who are really in earnest must be willing to be anything or nothing in the world’s estimation, and publicly and privately, in season and out, avow their sympathy with despised and persecuted ideas and their advocates, and bear the consequences.

It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes short again and again, who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, and spends himself in a worthy cause, who at best knows achievement and who at the worst if he fails at least fails while daring greatly so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.